Fiction
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Untitled Short Story
Here in San Francisco, we are so far west that we are almost east. We are overflowing with borrowed slogans and ecstatic visions distilled for the popular palate. The replacement of our stubborn causal carbon with a more synchronous one is a slow work in progress, and we are inching as bit players, with leaps… Continue reading
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One Weird Trick
The one weird trick. The one that doctors simply don’t want you to know. The dentists have begun campaigning against it. Linguists are screaming against it in guttural misunderstandables. The college professors are sending out well credentialed emails campus-wide in hopes of an ebb. Fortune tellers are sick over it and astrologers will move heaven and earth to stop the… Continue reading
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Up top, above squatting Crispin Carindale, the reliable sound of dull morning footsteps. It was the galley. Thick white metal separated the floors of the ship and rivets with hardened paint-layers paced themselves evenly and pushed out. Other steel bulges sealed up the swirling aroma upstairs and Crispin waived his hand to bring the local… Continue reading
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Do This & That Right Now! With Graciousness, Charles Baker Run
Hi, I’m Charles Baker Run, your Herbal Essences celebrity stylist and I’m here to show you how to get the real deal look for this hot sex summer. Say goodbye to boo hoo hoo hair and hello to who woo new hair. I dare you! I’ve developed a new system to rid that frizzy, Grandma… Continue reading
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Our Days Forward
He called in inquiry. Three positions filled in the morning. Two positions filled in the afternoon. Nobody calls in the evening. Time was moving fast now and money even quicker – out of his hands. He thought of his hands and what they’ve touched, played, written, been inside of; counted. He dialed, the next day.… Continue reading