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Rem

Anymore, there are no metal knives in the apartment, or forks. No razors or glass vases or bleach or plastic bags, we have no painkillers or alcohol…


“Help,” “Cop,” and Untitled Haiku and Ku

Help Impatient to move, and pissed-off by some dope ahead of me trying to make a left turn into on-coming traffic, I pull out left lane to right---…


For the Children

A great life. An even greater future! Choose KFC for your child today! The leaflet was a smorgasbord of bright colours. In addition to the corporate…


The Biggest Fuckers in Europe

I'm with my friend Sisebuto on Avenida de Reyes Católicos, in Burgos capital, watching his Amadis dog shit, him with admiring eyes of that shit that…


Bring the Prisoner Another Shot of Whiskey

“You want another shot, buddy?” my roommate amiably asks. Hell yeah I do. I grunt, which means “yes,” these days. Lockdown used to be only for…


“Four to Twelve-Thirty,” “Fable,” and “Nate and Myrna”

Four to Twelve-Thirty Hands towards box, hands towards brown tape machine, hands towards wrapping paper, hands towards tissue paper, hands towards…


The Ghost Writer (Francine’s Dilemma), Part 3

Luckily, Rosalee didn’t live very far from the library and it was only a five minute car ride. She lived in a small rancher in a quiet cul de sac. It…


The Prodigal Son of Captain Ron

We had a family friend named Ron, who everyone called Captain Ron. He was always found shooting heroin in an abandoned rowboat on the beach. Jokes…


Gratuity Optional

What a dump, thought Geno as he pulled the lapels of his rumpled trench coat together over a sweater and two sweatshirts. After all he had done for…


Daddy’s Breath

I’ve been drunk on my Daddy’s breath since the day I was born. When we’d run out of milk, he’d pour scotch on his Apple Jacks, sometimes splash a…