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Dandelions

Dandelions

Dandelions Kurt sat cold at the end of his driveway, a bowl of sugary offerings for the children settled in his lap. He treasured Halloween, but the festivity was winding down. Night had completely fallen. Most of the children and parents had come and gone. Parents with children dressed as pirates and superheroes and princesses, […]

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams

Escalade Dreams I’m intrigued by certain correlations. Sometimes I’m struck by bits of information and try to fit them together like pieces of a puzzle. The human puzzle, I guess you could (pretentiously) say. One of these bits is the obsession with the Cadillac Escalade. Heck, I probably shouldn’t care. There’s better things to think […]

The Gamble

The Gamble

The Gamble Fitzi went all in on four Queens/8 high. Jimmy beat him with a straight flush of hearts. He raked Fitzi’s chips into his pile. “You buying back in?” Jimmy asked. Jimmy had all the luck. It confounded Fitzi because Jimmy didn’t appear to be much of a man of God. He didn’t even […]

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat

Lab-Grown Meat There’s an online petition to stop lab-grown meat from being served in schools. When I heard about it, I needed to know more. The petition lists reasons why serving lab-grown meat in schools is a bad idea. These reasons are kind of boring, so I scrolled down to where people have posted videos […]

Fingernails

Fingernails

Fingernails Sometimes, when I cross the line to Indiana, I stop at Howie’s truck stop diner for a pork tenderloin sandwich. See, I was born and raised in Indiana. Now I live just across the state line. But, because I’m a Hoosier by birth, when I go over to Indiana and pass by Howie’s, I […]

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Selena Gomez
stories

Selena Gomez

Selena Gomez I knew Del would talk about winning the lottery. He’s old. He can barely walk. He’s illiterate and … Continue reading Selena Gomez

Peaches
mostly true stories, poetic ramblings

Peaches

Peaches the last race of the day a day of bad luck or bad choices with the only ticket i’d … Continue reading Peaches

Old Man in Biker Boots
mostly true stories

Old Man in Biker Boots

Old Man in Biker Boots There’s an old man that routinely walks past my house. He walks past my house … Continue reading Old Man in Biker Boots

Cheap
mostly true stories

Cheap

Cheap My dentist likes to talk……..a lot. My dentist talks so goddamned much he gets way behind on his appointments. … Continue reading Cheap

Fair Exchange
stories

Fair Exchange

Fair Exchange The handyman came when he said he’d come. He came and painted the main bedroom. Half way through … Continue reading Fair Exchange

Steady Diet of Hope
bullshit, poetic ramblings

Steady Diet of Hope

Steady Diet of Hope Offering the benefit of doubt, I try to reconcile your lack of common decency with some … Continue reading Steady Diet of Hope

8 miles
stories

8 miles

8 Miles I’d listened to his bullshit for over an hour. The dumbest, dullest, most boring bullshit that only an … Continue reading 8 miles

Cursed
mostly true stories

Cursed

Cursed The old man said he didn’t want to go to the thrift store anymore. When I took him out … Continue reading Cursed

Starts
stories

Starts

Starts My mother rarely calls or messages. I call or message my mother even less than she calls or messages … Continue reading Starts

Midlife Crisis
stories

Midlife Crisis

Midlife Crisis My midlife crisis began with my illness. My illness set me back. My illness reflected my mortality back … Continue reading Midlife Crisis

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