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Nagasaki Boy

Yashimoro rounded the corner of the beach and saw a massive sperm whale washed up on shore. He approached the beast cautiously, taking a circuitous…


The Unfinished Tower

Sanity is a curious thing, difficult to define, and usually deemed legitimate by the judgement of others. As I look out my bedroom window now,…


Saturday Under the House

Sometimes, my husband just plain pisses me off. Other times, I'd follow him to the ends of the earth. It's called marriage. Like the 120 degree June…


The Refugee on His Wife’s Birthday

For lunch, you take him to the Greasy Spoon. No joke---that is its real name---but the food, you swear, is good. Still, the dead, almost-gem-like…


Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: “Words Can Hurt” and “Dirty Marxist”

Words Can Hurt Please send this to as many people as you can who work in the San Fernando Valley. A list of things to stop saying in porn, to keep…


“The Extinction Squad,” “Switchyard Flash on 20th Century Limited,” “Report Card,” and Other Poems

The Extinction Squad Attacking each psyche to build the cyborg consumer army, advertisers carpet bombed with market campaigns from Internet heights…


Little Pills Like Pearls

He felt like shit, but then again, he always did. Today was no different. He sat with his councillor and listened. Wasn’t he supposed to do the…


#SpeakEasy

“#ThinkThenSpeak.” Tony glanced at the words printed with permanent ink on the cup of coffee he had ordered. He casually took it from the barista on…


Floor

who can really tell, these days, which are the days that matter--- if there are days that matter because significance is insignificant if you can…


Blood Knot, Part 3

V. Her apartment was huge. It was on the top floor of a twelve-story building. It looked as though it took up the whole twelfth floor. She slipped…