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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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Shadows
stories

Shadows

Shadows “Why do you hang out there?” he asked. “With the homeless and the racists and the drunks and junkies … Continue reading Shadows

Publicly Indecent
bullshit, nonsense

Publicly Indecent

Publicly Indecent The most frightening and sorrowful thing about us is our willingness – our glee, almost – in exchanging … Continue reading Publicly Indecent

Radio Static
stories

Radio Static

Radio Static “Can I change the radio?” I asked. “You don’t like static?” he asked. “No,” I said. “Do you?” … Continue reading Radio Static

Solitary
stories

Solitary

Solitary “I don’t belong in here,” he said. I looked at the deck of cards on his desk. “I see … Continue reading Solitary

Hopes, Dreams & Aspirations
poetry

Hopes, Dreams & Aspirations

Hopes, Dreams & Aspirations it’s easier to hope and dream and aspire than to try and fail since what’s left … Continue reading Hopes, Dreams & Aspirations

The Method
poetry

The Method

The Method erin’s father lamented how is daughter never bothered to even call erin’s father said she was a thankless … Continue reading The Method

The Cruise
poetry

The Cruise

The Cruise when her father died she came into a significant sum of his money it was around that time … Continue reading The Cruise

Patriot Loans
poetry

Patriot Loans

Patriot Loans at patriot loans we specialize in payday loans to our honored vets at patriot loans in honor and … Continue reading Patriot Loans

Some Dogs
poetry

Some Dogs

Some Dogs some dogs wag their tails over squeaky toys and treats some dogs wag their tails at the presence … Continue reading Some Dogs

Play It Safe
mostly true stories, poetry

Play It Safe

Play It Safe he said his name was mike he said they used to call him bad mike but it … Continue reading Play It Safe

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