The Line

The whole line halts like a tire spinning in the snow. Someone couldn’t let go and had their hand chewed up by gears in a moment made of thoughtless ambiguity. Over twenty years doing the exact same thing and now with one mistake he was as useless as the meat in the machine. There was […]

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Stone

Open shades, like slowly waking eyes, have such a narrow field of vision for the world to move around in and without. Plastic bottles picked off by air powered rifles leak their green and red juices all over the wooden fence and feed the grass with all their sugar made from nothing. Little girls touch […]

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Wreath

Everything that’s going on is wrong the wind is getting strong, and I can’t tell which way, between these concrete reaches for the sky, will take me to the place I want to be. She just stands and looks out at the sea, and wonders what is down there and hopes that I am above […]

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Joke

Hundreds of frogs jump out of the stream at once making the bank move like a curtain, and the insects in the air are quickly slaughtered. A foreman dips while measuring the work of his subordinates. He likes how the bits of glass tear through his gums. A kid in class just can’t control his […]

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Mall Mentality

People wander just like eyes across the shopping mall, around the giant tree with glass and lights you could see yourself in. It makes a good case for the idea that decorations shape the world. What kind of place could we make if we rearranged the things hung on the walls? She spills her thoughts […]

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The Bulldogs

Sometime in the forties a girl drew a bulldog in her notebook. It had a cartoon sort of style in the line work and most clearly in its eyes. This sketch changed hands over the decades eventually found by a company contracted to design mascots for public schools being constructed in the city. The bulldog […]

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Hemisphere

She was an arcade cabinet that only answered emails, with a decal painted on that looked like space. I followed all the subtle signs she gave me, and the long walk home’s the first thing I remember. We move faster in the cold because the air is light. Empty of the energy, but with an […]

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