Street Fighting Man
Roger hadn’t planned on getting married. He was grateful, of course, for the steady companionship and semi-weekly copulation that Sharon allowed him. Yet, increasingly, he felt like a mere slab of...
View ArticleSeizure
I saw a couple, two junkies, on a bus stop bench under the freeway. They were trapped in an awkward diorama, grasping each other, wavering a little and then tensing up. It was like they’d been...
View ArticleKitten with a Tumor
The place was so rural that a proper sewage system had never been installed. My family, being of marginally more urbanized ilk (we’d lived in Scranton for a bit), had a septic tank and lived in a new...
View ArticleJellyfish
I felt a jellyfish under my foot,A creature with no true meatHanging on no true bones,Just flubber, quivering with a little electricity.It wasn’t the kind that stings, and I didn’t kill it,Since I was...
View ArticleThe Dictator Retires
He shaved off his mustache. That was the first step and a big one. The transition was far more dramatic than Clark Kent taking off his glasses. Ignacio (as he was now known) marveled at the mirror. He...
View ArticleThe God of Smoke and Mirrors
1. Squalor I wasn’t paying attention. My consciousness had been caught up, toyed with, infiltrated. Naturally, I wanted to blame my circumstances for this (we’re always loathe to pick on any...
View ArticleBusiness as Usual
It was business as usual:Wares were cried in the thoroughfaresWhere red underwear hung ripe on the line—In the gutter, Papa Toad pursued Mama ToadWith a sensual belch,And, at the station, buses...
View ArticleFrog Spawn
“I am content to live it all againAnd yet again, if it be life to pitchInto the frog-spawn of a blind man’s ditch,A blind man battering blind men…” – Yeats There’s a boy who comes in here sometimes...
View ArticleGod’s Eye
She said, Last night I saw God, His red eyeball pushed up Against the window, Sharp-lined, a Great Eye of Ra. He winked And it ate up the window Ate up the house, So we were there alone, And...
View ArticleThe Fabled Pinhole
The walls are always closing in, but we never actually get crushed –Compacted to a cartoon flatness until we shake ourselves back to 3D.It is the destiny of every life to search for the fabled pinhole...
View ArticleThe Lock
Alex carried the briefcase over to the coffee table. His living room was dusty, very much a bachelor pad. Some empty bottles of Miller High Life were sitting on his coffee table. The laptop he used to...
View ArticleThe Man Machine
In Kazuo Ishiguro’s novel, Never Let Me Go, the children at a mysterious boarding school are forced to create art, which their guardians then evaluate for unknown purposes. As the novel progresses,...
View ArticleThe Socket
A lot of neckbeards in here. That was Cole’s first thought. His second thought was, Well, of course there are… A fairly noticeable degree of scruff had been covering his own neck until he ran a...
View ArticleOne without a Double
The store sold more than just comic books. There were obscene refrigerator magnets, large plastic headphones in the colors of the Jamaican flag, plastic light sabers, ice cube trays that made ice...
View ArticleA High Dose
“…I’m on a high dose. This is what happens when you have unsupervised internet access from the time you’re six years old. A dose this high kills your libido. You ever read about it online? Just story...
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View ArticleBlood and Time at the High Mass
The traditionalist Christs are always bloodier, the wounds more obviously dire. Plaster bodies scourged, thorn-crowned, nailed to a plaster pillar done up as a tree. The Word here becomes flesh with...
View ArticleI’m So Lonesome I Could Cry
I. The Interlopers Jason talked with the interloper for twenty minutes before he started to have his doubts. Usually, it was relatively easy to spot an interloper. Armed with your psychological...
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