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The Crowns of Pluto (5.)
I moved closer to one of the windows and pressed a hand against it. When I looked out onto the surface of Pluto, it was somehow no longer Pluto. Continue reading
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The Gravy Canoe of Wild Wyoming – 3
He liked the way her mouth stretched out and showed off her big sparkly teeth when she smiled or laughed. They reminded him of polished ivory Chicklets. Continue reading
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The Crowns of Pluto (4.)
The trees were immense and varied, the works of genius minds and artists, somehow altered by chemical gravity to bloom quickly like a porcelain doll with animal organs. Continue reading
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Tecumah (End)
Two of the chairs were empty, but in the other chairs sat three dolls, all with cracked, odd faces and dressed in torn doll clothing. Continue reading
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The Marbles of God
I felt the breath of God in Santeeby the shores of Lake Marionthe spiders like aliensweaving webs the size of quiltswhite and silk tapestries of insect threadjungle creatures with big, black eyesand I looked to the skyovercast and clouds a boilingthe wind blew through the treetopsknocking the leftover rains from their leavesthe brush as thickas… Continue reading
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The Lobster Guy (Nine)
“And if you were truly my friend, you wouldn’t force such a thing upon me. I’m not a killer. I’m a lover of lobster. I’m a lover of life!” Continue reading
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The Chronicles of Anton Chico (The Dragon)
It was as if I was somehow always on the precipice between darkness and light and could just not get my leg over that highest rail. Continue reading
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The Lobster Guy (Eight)
“I don’t know if I can go back to his table,” Maggie said. “He’s crushing my positive Red Lobster vibe, and I’m just not okay with that.” Continue reading
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The Chick-fil-A Witch Project
She looked at me with grave concern. “Are you sure that’s a good idea? I mean, with everything that happened with your guts last night.” Continue reading
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Mika Lula Was Like Milk
It left me wanting to go home and jump on a blank page like one jumps on a wife to initiate a slow, hot screw against a broken window. Continue reading
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