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My Father’s Ghost
I was an adult when I saw my father’s ghost walking on my bedroom walls in central Minnesota, pacing back and forth, and back again.
Bear Cosmos
“How can you know for sure?” Kay’s question hung in the air like a noose.
Hell’s Orchestrator
I pushed up the stairs towards the tenth floor of his building–a high rise of dark, stained concrete. My pulse doubled, nervousness and blood pumping into my legs.
Noir In the 22nd Century
Lionel Screwit is a travelling detective, employed by World History.
I See Myself in Its Eyes
It was pitch dark, save for the light pouring in from the streetlamp in the frigid tundra outside.
tear girl
I collect my tears in mason jars akin to those that catch the leaks of rain from my window sill.
Me, Gary, Mr. B., Iron Mike, and All the Souls in the Universe
Don’t ‘Woah, Gary’ me, Tevas! (Gary again: knocking) If you don’t open up, I’m gonna piss under your door!
Dedicated to Neil LaBute
“Most people aren’t actors. That’s the real problem,” said Limbz.
A Collection of Paranoid Digressions
i have traversed the landscape
of induced insanity.