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Good Holiday

Barbara had to save money all year round so her son could have a good holiday. This meant going with him for two weeks somewhere abroad and sending…


“Prison,” “Why?”, “Night,” and “You and I”

Prison I lie awake in the sarcophagus Mentally counting the pins struck in the numerous Voodoo dolls with their evil smiles and lolling heads the…


Letters from a Heartbroken Pervert: On Milk

The paradox of breast milk and fucking is this: of all the bodily fluids we can secrete, milk is the only one whose purpose is to be consumed, yet…


Was Her Resting?

He could see the vertical blinds moving when he was halfway up the driveway. Even though she could neither see nor hear, Delta would always come to…


“A Complete Love of Damage,” “The Lobby, LaSalle Avenue,” and “Halves”

A Complete Love of Damage (A line from “Signs and More” by Noelle Kocot, 2016) In contrast to Aristotle's way of explaining nature, Galileo relied on…


Barefoot Boy

I was listening to music and mulling billiard balls, both to a small involuntary shiver that I hoped wasn’t the first stage of the malaria paroxysm.…


The Damned Beautiful

Aurora looked at herself in the bathroom mirror, hardly able to hold back tears. Why did she have to look like this? She dared to glance only for a…


“Johnnie Cochran’s Bones” and “Your Calling”

Johnnie Cochran's Bones I should’ve dug up Johnnie Cochran’s bones, slapped a moustache on his skull & played ventriloquist for your trial,…


The Last Will and Testament of Philip Alan Dennison

All my life, people have been telling me to shut my mouth. Never once has anybody seriously asked about my opinion or my side of the story. It’s…


The Crashing Waves

We drove on toward the coast. You see, we needed someplace to stash the body. I started out with a full tank of gas, but all we could think about was…