Dolls
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36 Beautiful Scars
I take a solemn tablet and wash it down with fury That spirited ache of midnight The moon breaking bones out in the hall All the unforgiving and unforgivable things Line up like cracked dolls The shelf leans left The audacious propaganda on red and white A clock still ticks in an attic Time kept… Continue reading
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Doldrums and Doll Parts
I spun the little silver spark wheel of yet another cheap cigarette lighter while looking out the window at laughter. What are you feeling anyways? Doldrums and doll parts. Synergy and the cycloptic hard on. Cordial Campari and warm butterscotch on my acid-tainted tongue. Rubies. Opals. Black eyes and black pearls. Lust, fever, hate, greed,… Continue reading
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The Shakes (Excerpt 3)
My name is Magnolia Shakes, and I was born on July 28, 1970. Exactly eight years later my daddy died in an act of self-killing out on the interstate near where we lived. Continue reading
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The Doll Salon (Pt. 3)
“It’s not playing with dolls! It takes real creativity and skill to make a doll look beautiful and perfect. There’s hair and makeup to consider, the right dress, and accessories, too.” Continue reading
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The Doll Salon (Pt. 2)
Carl was more of a nuisance to him now. He felt he interfered with his intentions toward Eve, and several times he had thought about simply setting him out with the trash. But he just couldn’t do it. Continue reading
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The Doll Salon (Pt. 1)
Feldon Fartz sat nervously in the waiting area of the Fifth Avenue Doll Salon. It smelled like makeup and money and there were a lot of people moving around and phones ringing. Continue reading
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Bucky the Horse and the Gods of Radiation (4)
There was some blood, and she wet a finger and ran it across one of the scrapes and then stuck it in her mouth. “Everyone likes the taste of their own blood,” she softly said to herself. Continue reading
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