Downtown, five men and five women, masked, and tightly gripping their automatic guns, storm into a department store. Inside, they … More
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The Phones
The smell of gunpowder makes its way into my nose. God. You’d think a cop wouldn’t mind the smell. Might … More
The Mass Grave of Mayors
The voting came, and the voting went, and the election was over. The incumbent mayor had lost. The round man … More
The Visions and Wasted Time of Samael
I don’t push the car too hard. The Buick and I, we travel in the left lane. It’s a 1938 … More
The Pitch-Black Bummer Boys: Wall 3
Summer was falling away. From Blue, from Red. The boys were walking together, along the beach, along the wall. The … More
Old Mouse, Sing
Old Mouse stands atop a sand dune. The desert burns without flame. So dry, so so dry. Old Mouse tries … More
(Exslurpt Sundae) “The Dowager Queen’s Shakes” from The Brocken Spectres
Pooka sits on the leather chair in the parlor. She sits and listens. She waits, waits, waits, waits, waits, and … More
