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I Live in a Seaside Motel
I live in a seaside motel. On nights the ocean is lively I can lie in bed and hear it murmur midnight elegies.
The Awkward Moment
The Gestapo master gets carelessly on the second level train.
Dirty White Van / Circa
I’m walking to work, earbuds in, scrolling through a playlist on my phone, when a dirty white van slams to a stop beside me.
The Butcher of Prague
“Give us meat, bastard!”
Lebensunwertes Leben
“I wish you could get a prescription for a suicide pill.” He depressed the gas pedal slightly, and we inched forward, a foot or so closer to the drive thru order box. While he