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The Harmonious Calliope Fortune Machine

But then again, maybe she’ll get gunned down in the cafeteria just as she’s about to dig into her fruit cup. Where are the peaches for justice? Continue reading
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All About Eggs and Life and Then Death

“She beat me with her soft white knuckles. They were so damn clean and tender and feminine.” Continue reading
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The Cowmen (One)

“Seems all you care about lately is killing folks.” He pointed with his smoky cigarette hand. “Haven’t you ever just wanted to love somebody or be loved yourself? I figure you got to have a heart in there somewhere. Why don’t you ever use it?” Continue reading
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Ms. Grundy and the Bone Ghosts (3)

“Aw, come on, Lloyd. No one uses shoeboxes for shoes. What you got in them? Dope? Naughty pictures? Laughing gas for pre-coitus huffing?” Continue reading
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Ms. Grundy and the Bone Ghosts (2)

Lloyd moved away from the window and went to the nurse-white neatly cluttered kitchen and fixed himself a cold chicken sandwich with salted cucumber wedges on the side and a fat glass of Ovaltine. Continue reading





