Plastic In A Bonfire

The smell of burnt matches attached itself to her fingernails. The talking and footsteps of people on the street started eating their way through the wall. There was no one in her phone to call. Just a list of people she barely remembered, or was still fighting hard to forget. There is no time to […]

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Scarcity

Looking up makes them feel like they are falling down. The only cover they have left is in the scenery. Throwing rocks at the metal antenna, sticking out from the side of the garage, sends ripples through the picture on the screen. Commercials strum the gaps between their ribs and the sound is like when […]

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Slowly

News soaked by the rain on the pavement. They board up the doors to contain it. All the boredom and forced repetition electrocuting the air in a way that only numbs and locks in place. Walking the streets with the longest knives we could find. Acting out the repressed rage of several decades swimming in […]

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An Oar Cuts Through a Murky Stream

A stomach digesting itself in infinite capacities. Crudely carved pornographic shapes etched deeply into the stalls of bathrooms in public school buildings. They’ve since stopped replacing them because the way they’re bolted in makes them annoying to undo. Instead they have detention sentences where the guilty use files and scratch the vile images out like […]

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Receipts

Printing receipts against rolls of paper to take stock of all the blocks being stacked together. The deviation from the plan is not a part of the game, it is the game, and from door to door all the cities can’t help but look the same. Collecting antique weapons from dusty racks at the backs […]

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Hands Reach Down

A glass counter displaying universes like simple jewelry. The one eyed cat jumps gracefully from shelf to shelf, and is careful not to knock anything over. A dried out turtle shell is wrapped in newspaper then given to a girl in a dark blue sweater to carry out to a woman on a bicycle. On […]

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Going

Suspended in their sleep they dig the trenches deep. Defenses are up all around them and the skies are kept cloudy thanks to a constant stream of something purely dark. Liquefied sun is sold in fast food bags, distributed directly in the back seats of cars made in the 90s. They drink it mixed with […]

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