Category: Short Stories
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“Look, I’m a degenerate cokehead with a penchant for Swedish meatballs and sometimes I can be just plain mean. My… Read more.
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“They said I was a sinner and that I was destined for hell. They said Jesus hates people who are… Read more.
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Franco Dellaronti was lying on his bed in a very dark space, and he was in a state of horrible… Read more.
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“We’re going into business,” Franco said with asserted determination. Then he made the puppet explode with excitement — like an… Read more.
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Pierre was somewhat offended. He got up to pour himself a cup of the coffee. “You’re welcome to hunt yourself… Read more.
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Kirby looked at the van parked in his driveway and nearly had to shield his eyes because it was so… Read more.
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The next morning, they docked at Rocky Point, and it was indeed a rocky point that jutted out into the… Read more.
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It was morning and the sun was creeping through the blinds like a ghostly brushstroke of boiled lemon-yellow light. BumBuna… Read more.
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It left me wanting to go home and jump on a blank page like one jumps on a wife to… Read more.
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Feldon saw that it was Carl and Eve as groom and bride up front and there was a plume of… Read more.
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“No, no, no,” Feldon reassured her as he patted her hand. “Nothing sexual. I just want to be close to… Read more.
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Carl was more of a nuisance to him now. He felt he interfered with his intentions toward Eve, and several… Read more.
