Tag: Short Fiction
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We just can’t anymore. This abysmal toast of every morning. The spotted sunrise. The opiate day curtains. The panic, the tremors, the heart rushes, the worry, the candy fevers. The daily death of dreams. Cracked crystal balls leaking hopeless futures. The bombs, the broken babies, the bazooka douchebags and their…
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+ Black Comedy, Culture, Dark Humor, Dystopian, Fiction, Might Want to be Mature, Oddball, Short Fiction+
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It was at a Red Lobster restaurant on the outskirts of Peoria, Illinois when the nervousness really kicked in. I was sipping on a cranberry Boston iced tea and thinking about the loneliness of the sea at the same time I was looking out the window at the savage ravages…
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In a town called Shithole, Wyoming Where all good dreams skid, crash, and die The interstate exhaust hangs thick in the air And the cackles of the unloving haunt lonely hotel halls and rooms Where the color of the walls is warm wounded gauze and infection And the static of…
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She was eating a banana in the produce section. I noticed because I’ve really been into the color yellow lately. I suppose you could say it’s my favorite color now. It was green for a long time due to my inebriation for nature. Then it was blue because I like…
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There are broken bones on the floor of the pharmacy. Some poor soul with a banana phone steps over intricate bloodlines as he shops for a birthday card for his long-lost niece. He has somehow forgotten she has died. That she fell off a cliff on the coast of Wales.…
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+ Bullets in School, Hot Dogs, Ketchup, Pharmacy, Shoe Shopping, Short Fiction, Solitaire, Stevie Nicks, Wales+
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CEREAL AFTER SEX 