The Fight

Sometimes the only way not to get bit is to let the bugs crawl all over you. Take all that fear and disgust that sits vibrating at the bottom of your throat and channel it into taking control of your limbs. The centipedes will eventually get bored of your soft skin and move on to […]

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Night Under A Willow Tree

A couple of friends drove to the cemetery with dented shovels and some beer. They used tiny flashlights to scan the headstones in the areas where the moon wasn’t bright enough. Moths would scatter from the grave flowers when they felt the vibrations of their footsteps. The nectar in their stomachs bubbled and sloshed as […]

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From The Start

The beginning of my day starts with a detailed analysis of all my past pain. I dwell on it while I scrub the back of my legs in the shower. It can be anything from times people gave me weird looks because I said I liked something they didn’t, or maybe being yelled at by […]

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Day At The Market

A brother and sister walked down the sidewalk towards a flea market pulling a wagon full of old junk from their shed. Chewed up footballs, plastic pool toys, and a few rusted tools made up the majority of their inventory. They knew they probably wouldn’t get much for all of it, but they wanted ice […]

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Parking Lot Scene

There’s a guy using two wrenches to drum on a metal mailbox that stands by itself in the parking lot of the local strip mall. This irritates the hockey coach in sunglasses trying to get cash from the drive through ATM about thirty yards away. He slaps the space above the cracked screen over and […]

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No Thanks

You can keep all the golden scales that fall off the back of the dragon you’re chasing. I don’t want to spend my time sharpening spears and arrows without being able to use them myself. It’s easy to sit across from me at a table and say I’m not doing the right thing, but I […]

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The Creature In The Tree

A creature made of gears fell from the top of a ridge and impaled itself on a small tree. Its jaws opened and closed with loud metal groans while the twigs and branches worked their way between the teeth of its inner mechanisms. Eventually it could no longer move and it’s only functioning systems were […]

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