Wilbur could talk. Maybe always could, but at age eleven-months, those were the first words he chose to speak to Lavinia Whateley.
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Brass Therapy
A red would not tolerate such blatant disrespect. No, Perseida thinks as the tinkle of her brass scales announce a sudden itch she works with a clawed foot. No, a red would tromp on out there and take the man's head as an appetizer. Yet she doesn’t because whatever deed brought them here some bard …
Domestication (a crime flash fiction piece)
When the jail door clangs shut and the vibration ceases to stab him in the brain the remaining sensation is like being buried alive. Not lovingly buried in a coffin under soft dirt but beneath the tonnage that is the system. A system that only exists to destroy. With wrists wrapped in steel, steel that …
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For the Road
Why do you even bother wiping shaving cream on your face? Do you think it matters? Think people will notice you've shorn off that one day's worth of scruff? Maybe you think your face looks more innocent without hair? But you aren't innocent, are you? Why don't you take that razor and shove it deep …
Film Review: Jay Myself
Jay Myself made me cry hard. It's a story about endings and how sometimes beginning can be a bit disappointing, especially when you are 88 and forced to live in Brooklyn. This is also about the city I love shoving its heart and soul away. Or in more technical terms- gentrification. Maisel is the center …
Along for the Ride
Emperor Yi, bastard took hundreds to the ground with him, but not to rest, but to guard his long ago dust turned bones.
Fanning Through the Universe
When does reality breakdown? For Kristen it's when he turns the living room ceiling fan off. Normal activity. Get up from couch at bequest of oldman. Reach normal adult male hand out to the switch. Grasp and twist and yet when the fan should stop the room begins to spin. Kristen would vomit but what …
Recording Life
Pluto does not think of itself as Pluto. Nor has it ever given itself a name. It is just a thing on the outskirts of the sol system doing its job. For billions of years, it has done the thing it was designed to do, catalog life on the planet third from the sun. Be …
Repercussions
Shit, death is painless. Here among nothing pointed to the cliche of an afterlife, a bright light. He smells nothing. He feels nothing. But he knows he is and that is enough to give him confidence as images from his life begin to bombard him. Birth, bloody mess that was, mother- white with exhaustion and …
Ice Cream Scream
Here's Jake eating ice cream. It's a pint in a flavor that he does not particularly like, but beggars can't be choosey when raiding the company fridge in the middle of the night. He is on a "round," and is sitting in one of the subbasement research labs watching the hands of a clock move …