Insurance Claim

I’ve recently come across an interesting piece of news that was related closely to my former life. I found it in an old newspaper in the attic, or what should have been an attic, though was a functioning bedroom. The newspaper originated from a country I’m fond of, or would be if I could remember [...]

Fungi Dreams

There were two of them. One slightly taller than the other. One more spirited, though both filled to the rim with vim. Hair, of the dirty-blonde variety, stretched down to each of their shoulders. Their arms could change length at will. One moment everything was out of reach and another it was right there to [...]

For Those of You Running with Scissors

Fluent in the language of bee spies, he was to be trusted by no one. His mouth, yes, his mouth was a monster’s fable. A nightmare where only the vile and venomous feel comfortable. Only words with an edge that could cut concrete would sleep there; words that were rougher than a night in hell [...]

Naked Fur

Her lower arm hidden away, showing but a part of the elbow. Speculative minds would call it inappropriate, obscene even, but I think it was more a gesture of humility, a discreetness one encounters rarely these days. It might be because of its rarity thus that it is misinterpreted so often, either way I don’t [...]

This is a story.

My best friend’s uncle lived on a train for thirty years. He had a hammock hung up between two carts. There he would sway, weather permitting, and read. He loved to read, especially children’s books. All the classics, not longer than 20 or 30 pages. He loved the pictures, the words, the rhymes, all of [...]

Bubamara

He was born from a ladybug’s love moans, who at the time was having her way with a naive, adolescent catfish. The moans, rising from the thin lips of the ladybug, carried him over the pond, dropping him in a shallow pool that was more mud than water. There he crusted over, and being mistaken [...]

Dear Emily, I’m leaving you.

Love e-mails, unlike love letters, are not to be found in my life. I’m wondering whether there are any out there, whether anyone has written a love e-mail. I think, and this might be a bias brought on by my age, that a love e-mail could never compare to a love letter. That it wouldn’t [...]

Polish

The act of modeling time to a panel of judges consisting of feuding substances.
Chemistry on the black shoes of peer pressure; shoes mingled amongst the others walking off and on the subway. Sipping thorns down the wrong passageways, to choke on brier dreams planted in the sole of the passerby. But “I live here.”
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I heard [...]

Mr. Wick’s

I was playing taxi for Mr. Wick, a local abortionist who gets around. He is skilled in his profession to such a degree that he lost most other skills, amongst them the ability to drive. It has been said that he can perform an abortion with both eyes tied behind his back, so to [...]

Who wants to see a certifiably insane man play the part of Hamlet in a school recital?

My great-uncle once took a bat to a man’s head for calling his woman a “sorry excuse for a monkey.” He didn’t manage to kill him as the man was wearing a football helmet at the time. However, he did cause some extensive brain damage, which ironically made the man think he was a [...]