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Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: On Snot
Yes, I mean the snot that comes from your nose. Again, hear me out. It’s cleaner than shit and piss, of course. But more than that, you vanilla folks…
My Shining Boy
On a cool breezy autumn night from the house down on the pristine white paved private drive came droves of teenage guests to a Saturday night…
Working the Night Shift
Burke hated his job. He was a security guard for Preston Hall, a private institution dedicated to promoting science education at the high school…
NEET, Part 1
I. He woke suddenly. He could hear his teeth rattling in his mouth and feel them banging against each other. He shivered and pulled the blankets up.…
Perfect Awareness
Measured in Earth years from 2018, I'm now ninety. I look back at the twenty-first century. I trace to where I lived. I recall the food, the games,…
Top Dog
Butch looked at the blank wall that offered him no answers. His buddy was in the next room, or the same building at least. They’d been split up…
“Domestic Violence,” “Depths of Disaffection,” “Buddy Buddy,” and Other Poems
Domestic Violence What an end. She’s stopped talking. She’s no longer responding. I don’t understand. I want To be understanding. Be polite, I say,…
Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: Fucking Angela Merkel, Considered
February 3, 2017 Right out of the gate, nearly every subject expressed a burning desire to perform fellatio on Chancellor Merkel. A linear regression…
Social Justice Warriors
The good professor eyes his neighbor’s dessert. He’d been quiet up to then, waiting for his order. He and his young wife are delighted when their…
Soul Box
Dead now. Dead today. Dead tomorrow. That’s what the widow told me about her husband, her palms flat on my desk wishing it to be true. I finished my…
