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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 […]

The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald
stories

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

Bad Art
poetry

Bad Art

Bad Art he’s a terrible artist but a virtuoso of spreading dysfunction imagining arguing anything on a canvas whatever combination … Continue reading Bad Art

Lamb of Jesus
stories

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

Necrosis
poetry

Necrosis

Necrosis through neglect and unconcern we’ve suffered through the pain and agony of our toes and foot rotting off which … Continue reading Necrosis

Billionaire of Words
poetry

Billionaire of Words

Billionaire of Words the billionaire of words has savings enough to last a lifetime but notice how his checking account … Continue reading Billionaire of Words

Confession
stories

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
stories

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

Head
poetry

Head

Head i’m gonna pay someone to sculpt my face and head and used it for a mold for a mannequin … Continue reading Head

Crime of the Heart
poetry

Crime of the Heart

Crime of the Heart is it a crime of the heart perhaps of the soul to want to be so … Continue reading Crime of the Heart

If I Thought I Loved You
poetry

If I Thought I Loved You

If I Thought I Loved You from the womb some folks are blessed some folks are cursed with the gifts … Continue reading If I Thought I Loved You

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