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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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Drunk
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Drunk

Drunk Jack was shitfaced on gin. He slipped off his chair and stayed sitting on the kitchen floor, propped up … Continue reading Drunk

Truth
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Truth

Truth We were meeting for the first time. He was smoking. He must have noticed how I noticed he was … Continue reading Truth

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
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The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald I said I like the song The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald by Gordon … Continue reading The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

Lamb of Jesus
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Lamb of Jesus

Lamb of Jesus “I see myself as a lamb of Jesus,” she said. “But what else?” I asked. “We’re all … Continue reading Lamb of Jesus

Confession
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Confession

Confession Harris was near death. Cancer. His breath had shallowed to little puffs. He only had a few minutes to … Continue reading Confession

Squirrels & Nuts
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Squirrels & Nuts

Mitch was driving out of the park. Sheryl was in the seat beside him. Sheryl could see a squirrel up … Continue reading Squirrels & Nuts

Pimp Costumes & Afro Wigs
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Pimp Costumes & Afro Wigs

Pimp Costumes & Afro Wigs September came on the jukebox. Me and Lee were both a bit drunk. “Now that’s … Continue reading Pimp Costumes & Afro Wigs

Scurvy
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Scurvy

He said some people are smart and some people are dumb. I asked him, knowing the distinction, where did that … Continue reading Scurvy

A Good Reason to Hate
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A Good Reason to Hate

Horishima sat at the train station with a sign that said, “For sale 10¢” A man walked up to her. … Continue reading A Good Reason to Hate

Lying in Bed
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Lying in Bed

He said he’d tried all the magic potions and medicines for getting out of bed. He said he’d tried them … Continue reading Lying in Bed

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