Category: Writing

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Merry Halloween

An explosion of bright autumn colors fills the oaks lining the sleepy cul-de-sac. Smiling pumpkins cover the porch of a handsome house nestled behind a crimson picket fence. Inside, an angular man wearing a...

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Steps

This morning I ate a few of the fat, wriggling maggots feeding on the putrefying gash running down my thigh. Their sliminess on my tongue caused me to gag, but as there was nothing...

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Summer’s End

There is my brain: pink, pulpy, and splattered across the living room wall. That paranoid neighbor of ours no doubt heard the blast. He’s probably dialing 911 this very moment. Before long the police...

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Infected

It began the day after I stopped taking my medication. At first there was merely a small, inflamed spot on the tip of my nose – like a slightly infected pimple. We’ve all had...

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Life Is Hell

A Nevada state trooper of fifteen years eases his newly detailed cruiser off a stretch of lonely, moonlit highway, coming to a halt on the dusty shoulder of Interstate 15. He is tense and...

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Phantom Punch

Killing your friend with a beautifully executed left cross is more emotionally acceptable than suffering a knockout at his hands a full six months later. After all, the former was merely a tragic accident...

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Nasty Beast

At the end of his shift, a weary, dark-eyed dishwasher stepped from the restaurant’s kitchen into a trash-strewn alley, to take a few slugs of whiskey while having a smoke. Stooped over in the...

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Shadows

The boy wandered through a vast expanse of towering trees, listening to the shrill cries of ravens while dusk painted the foliage a pale gold. He paused long enough to quench his thirst in...

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A Cozy Affair

A full-figured, rosy-cheeked young woman with eyes like chunky blue ice sat on a stool in her mother’s warm little kitchen, twirling her soft, straw-colored hair. “Mama, that smells really wonderful. How did you...

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FLICKERS

A slight, bespectacled man dressed in an unremarkable suit weaved through the darkening city streets, his eyes darting feverishly from shadow to shadow. Pumpkins perched on the windowsills of crumbling high rises, flickering brightly...

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The Alley Remained

It began in the rancid filth of the dank, narrow alleyway two blocks from the brightly lit corner restaurant where she worked the midnight shift. It wasn’t. Then it was. It breathed, but not...

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Black-And-White Heroes

The ancient Chinese man gummed small mouthfuls of cold rice while watching Batman reruns on the bulky black-and-white television wedged against the walls of his tiny, crumbling apartment. He couldn’t understand the words being...

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You Missed.

A skinny, long-haired man wearing a tie-dye shirt and a well-worn hemp necklace stood atop his high-rise apartment building, peering over the edge at the buzzing city below. He smelled of dirt, patchouli oil,...

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Watch Men, Kill Men

The compact man carrying a spiked stainless steel club and a brown glass beaker brimming with sulfuric acid wore a hand-tailored steel-grey suit with a bright red cape sewn on the back. He looked...

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Hitchhiker’s Infinity

The hitchhiker treaded alongside a remote stretch of highway while running his fingers across the blood-caked box knife in the pocket of his greasy denim jacket. The moon, partially obstructed by clouds, shone like...

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Scared Of Flying? Don’t Read This.

I once believed that rolling out of bed to slide, bleary-eyed, into bumper-to-bumper traffic was a pretty stressful occurrence. I recall that at one point I thought having an argument with my wife on...

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Of Fate And Farmhouses

The mischievous boy crept down the stairs of the sleeping farmhouse. In a moment he would slip out the back door, hell-bent on a midnight rendezvous with his equally prankish girlfriend. In doing so,...

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In Pursuit Of Food

A lean, strong, hungry hunter-gatherer tracks his wounded prey through thick jungle foliage. He’s hot, tired, and dehydrated. Deep, dirt-filled creases line his weary, sun-baked face. He relieves his parched throat with a sip...

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“Phobias”

He tried to blink, but when you no longer have eyelids, you can’t. And he didn’t. His face was cut to bloody ribbons. His nose was gone; sliced off. And portions of his cheeks...

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The Boy, The Bridge, And The Bog

The little boy sat on the abandoned bridge overlooking the bog. He came there each morning, on his walk to school, to watch as the sun’s rays failed to penetrate the bottomless pit of...