Fiction
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Coffee In a Coffin
They even had a Keurig on his crotch At the funeral Where someone thought it would be special To set up a small buffet on the deceased’s body In the coffin A glass bowl of pickled beets with a serving spoon Rested in his dead-blue hands Potato salad balanced on his face A platter of… Continue reading
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The Green Brick Road
Flittering filth and glass lenses. The dais waits under fuzzy white light. The podium is propped. The whole of the stage is green. The audience whispers of ghost sightings and Christmas cookies on a white plate with a red and green design. A glass of milk gently shakes; a ripple forms across the top of… Continue reading
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Depressed Machines (Part Three)
Then appears in low dramatic light: A TV screen of liquid green. The sprawling appendages of a tree in a heavy pot. A couch. A coffee table. A chair. An end table with a stack of books and a lamp spewing soft, minty light. Windows with white curtains. And in this room there the white… Continue reading
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Depressed Machines (Part Two)
They sit atop a high and grassy hill of polished green that looks down upon a simple valley with a few scattered buildings and a small river running through. A blade of sunlight reflects against the water and engulfs everything in a sparkling veil. Billy Halls passes her the joint they are smoking. She takes… Continue reading
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Depressed Machines (Part One)
The taste of internal bleeding is that of metal, iron precisely. He feels it running down his insides, a reminder of mere flesh and blood. A crowd is gathered outside the tent to witness a miracle. Billy Halls is going to ascend to Heaven just like Jesus Christ. He’s been depressed lately and didn’t care… Continue reading
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Psycho Cookie
The psycho cookie man sat at a table and stared out the window. The noise of the others and the television blaring did not bother him as they usually would. He blocked them out with his new noise-cancelling ear buds he got at the Christmas party. He didn’t know who they had come from so… Continue reading
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A Clockwork Cooking Spray
The building is encased in snowfall 17 stories, row upon row of windows A yellow-green light spills forth The world outside is cold and white Human beings inside are poised for a fight Another drunken bruise Paranoia, anxiety Thin walls, loud television sets The world is dressed in a midnight coat of madness Heads and… Continue reading
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The Sun Gray Water Hazard Cone
The leafless trees are dark against a pale blue sky Men down in the city are raging About crowds, costs, and consumption Christmas is in bloom The town and everything in it are colored red and green Red poinsettia leaves are dangling from the ceiling at someone’s office It’s a holiday party The greasy creep… Continue reading
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The Talking Death Fish
A willow chancellor in concrete gloves walks the path that meanders from the school, through the forest, and finally reaches the shores of a lake that very few people know about. He sits down in a place of soft grass and unfurls his lunch pail. He withdraws a sandwich and removes it from its plastic… Continue reading
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The Kiss Thief of Alien Kief
A spiritual anthropologist sat in a diner in the city on a rainy Thursday morning. He looked out the large picture window where he sat and studied the gray sky and thought about human sin. He brought a coffee cup to his mouth and sipped it. Then there was a loud crash that startled him.… Continue reading
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