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September 6, 2019
Starway Strangler
From a parking lot, I was looking out my side window at the freeway overpass, the sun present yet neutral. The cars were rolling by, rearranging…
September 5, 2019
Gods Dance in My Head
Enthusiasm (from the Greek word enthousiasmos, from enthous, meaning “possessed by a god, inspired.”) I want to make something for you That means I…
September 5, 2019
Allen
When we first met, I thought that he was odd. Odd, but harmless. He and I were first-year master’s students in the English department; we were…
September 4, 2019
6 to 6: Turn Around, Dumbass
I got a call yesterday in my taxi, 409 W. Rudasil Road. I was about five miles away and I dialed the phone number to let the person know I was on my…
September 4, 2019
The Rise and Fall of Free Speech in America: A Retrospection
The Rise and Fall of Free Speech in America by D.W. Griffith (Palala Press, September 2015) In 1916, Hollywood filmmaker W.D. Griffith published a…
September 3, 2019
Coon Hunting, Part 1
Dear Sir/Madam, When I was a small boy, I used to go on excursions into “the London,” and I vividly remember the overwhelming sensation of being an…
September 3, 2019
Cave Canem, Part 2
V. I smell smoke, more burnt gunpowder, and blood. I sit in the back with the Twins now, their cries dwindling to sobs. Lynn is bucking up; she has…
September 2, 2019
Blues of the Badge
It was a long day. I’m not talking a long day at the office, taking shit from some poindexter in polyester. No; I’m talking about a 10-55, two 488s,…
September 2, 2019
Love You, Zyra, Part 1
I. Trouble at Gatwick Airport. And JFK. Make that Heathrow. What the fuck does it matter? Anyway, there was talk amongst the check-in staff that I…
September 1, 2019
Selfie
“Here we are: the ChitChat Café,” I announced proudly. “Would you like to take a seat here by the flower boxes?” I had called earlier to reserve what…