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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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Halloween Cunt
mostly true stories, poetry

Halloween Cunt

Halloween Cunt i was a kid going around in our rusted out copper ford pinto on halloween my father was … Continue reading Halloween Cunt

Trick or Treat
poetry

Trick or Treat

Trick or Treat halloween’s my rare moment to shine in other words for a few hours during trick or treat … Continue reading Trick or Treat

From Chimps
poetry

From Chimps

From Chimps environmental stressors of exponential growth catalysts of evolution or devolution affecting ages of biological psychological change in a … Continue reading From Chimps

Fear Of…..
poetry

Fear Of…..

Fear Of….. fear of failure fear of rejection fear of living fear of dying fear of loss of familiar ways … Continue reading Fear Of…..

Boy Down the Street
poetry

Boy Down the Street

Boy Down the Street all of him yearned and ached for the girl down the street to permit him to … Continue reading Boy Down the Street

Steak Tartare
poetry

Steak Tartare

Steak Tartare the fillers of our lives are like bread or cracker crumbs to an otherwise leaden lifeless meatloaf since … Continue reading Steak Tartare

Hell Upon Hell
mostly true stories, poetry

Hell Upon Hell

Hell Upon Hell i called my aunt she’s 82 and after a couple of broken femurs she can barely get … Continue reading Hell Upon Hell

Closing Credits
poetry

Closing Credits

Closing Credits i listened to what some smart guy had to say about what kierkegaard and nietzsche had to say … Continue reading Closing Credits

B-Side
poetry

B-Side

B-Side the first thing he asked any girl was “what’s your favorite record?” and if she couldn’t name one they … Continue reading B-Side

Ought and Is
poetry

Ought and Is

Ought and Is there’s what politics ought to be and there’s what politics is there’s what religion ought to be … Continue reading Ought and Is

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