Shift Break

The unfortunate unload heavy boxes from the backs of trucks you see on the highway with extremely detailed graphics running down their sides. This one in particular has the image of a family eating dinner and staring in awe at the pieces of fried chicken they can’t believe cost so little. A man on break […]

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Cutouts

Cold water crawling over bare feet. Eating the heat in collaboration with the air. An unknown bag camouflages itself in the weeds, full of money, and metal, and the kind of glass that melts into the shapes you provide for it. Something else, with eyes that see more clearly in the dark, looks us over […]

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Elixirs

Running rampant they tear the banners down from the street poles that claim we are the city of trees. They pile them all up in a circle of stones and using lighter fluid incinerate their meaning. Unlucky birds are picked off of telephone wires by drunk college kids with BB guns. They flatten aluminum cans […]

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Wake

A snake falls on a shoulder from a tree branch up above, and scares the person sitting there on the concrete slab in a parking space. Her feet are full of razor blades at least that’s how it feels. She adds details to her bedroom wall using brushes she found in the basement. Music plays […]

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Passively Amused

  They return from the killing tossing sharp things to the side, making everyone remember where their loyalty resides. Someone slices through the fabric of their seat in the room, and they never stop pretending at the times that we assume. There’s a woman in the bathroom with blood on her legs. Premonitions haunt the […]

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Fire And Trickery

Erosion licks the metal like an owl in a hat. The past two days take hold of us, and guide our way back to the cove we set out from. Notches on the edge of the deck are made with an old whaling spear that was only used once for real, and it was on […]

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The Maze

The corpses of a million used light bulbs cover the landfill like skeletons in the the catacombs. They sound like dampened wind chimes when you drag your feet through them looking for anything of value in the carnage around you. We’ve never known what to do with all our extra stuff, but our jobs have […]

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