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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…
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…
Chip
Katherine needed supplies. Getting supplies was always a troubling event. Living in Pine Valley near San Diego was about as idyllic as idyllic gets…
“To My Old Friend, C.K.,” “Custodes,” “Waiting for the Wounds,” and Other Poems
To My Old Friend, C.K. They never believe you; not in Vegas or Chicago. They laugh at you--- you with your white shoes and seersucker suit. They…
Das Woke Capital
Government persecution of the people had continued for a long time. Every day, new charges were trumped up on a whim against those who offended state…
6 to 6: Portrait of the Artist as a Certified Loony
I receive a fare from my cab's computer monitor, a $10 voucher. I've transported the woman before. She's on disability because she's too crazy to…
The Sins We Remember Fondly, Part 3
VIII. I was too mentally fatigued to open my computer and work for my second (or at times, my third) job, so I simply sat in a chair and closed my…
The Department of Education Turned My Entire Generation Into Domestic Terrorists
Homeboy's got a slow burn heart Knows wrong from right and doesn't give a damn any more The fire's burnt out in his chest You know he's the walking…
Crop Circles
translated by Andrew Stallard I. "WHOOSH!" said a message on a screen. The pilot announced there would be turbulence as the result of another craft…
“Errol,” “Their Cure,” and “Scratching Entertainment from a Pile of Tinsel Incendiaries”
Errol Errol had one wish to live and two to die depending upon the interval he was at, Its beginning, or at its end. Then at 50 he met his end. And…
