Author Archives: Jarrett Haley

Me x Marie

Me x Marie

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Netflix suggests Tidying Up with Marie Kondo. I start the first episode while I boil water for pasta for dinner again. This is the third night in a row that I’ve fed them pasta. After dinner, my children cloister in their shared bedroom and whisper about my weakening mental state. I keep watching Marie. She says to begin with clothing.more

Trash Fish

Trash Fish

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Randy Briggs, better known to pro-wrestling fans as Mountain Man Briggs, stared at the body that lay on the cracked bank of the Trinity River. It was the biggest fish Randy had ever seen, its long frame covered in huge scales that reminded Randy of shark teeth. Even in death, it looked intimidating. Its mouthmore

I Don’t Always Drink Beer, But When I Do…

I Don’t Always Drink Beer, But When I Do…

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It doesn’t rain yet, but dampness hangs in the air, thick and heavy. A gust of wind plays with an empty Doritos bag, pushes it across the sidewalk, and slaps it on a stack of bricks supporting the rusty axle of a yellow Crown Vic parked next to the bus stop. I control my stepsmore

Horns

Horns

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Kneeling by the animal on the ground, feeling the thin hard things in his hand, he imagined them hollow, so that if he snapped them from the skull he could drink with them like straws. more

Two Stories

Two Stories

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When Lester Hardin stood before the judge he had just turned twenty-three years old. His hair was greasy, cut and trimmed low across the top of his crown with long knotted strands straddling down his collar. more

Rejoice, We Conquer

Rejoice, We Conquer

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For the briefest moment, absolute fear welled up in António and threatened to engulf him.more

Becoming Them

Becoming Them

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What had happened to Crazy Lady? Why was she the way she was? He knew what had happened to him.more

What We Tell Ourselves

What We Tell Ourselves

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Our lives (N)sync whenever we look back.more

The Ambit of Our Friendship

The Ambit of Our Friendship

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“Wait,” he says and types my name into the search bar.more

Real Men Don’t Hit Their Wives

Real Men Don’t Hit Their Wives

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Lewis relishes, slightly and mischievously, the young couple’s naïve discourse about bridesmaids and flower centerpieces, as if it all means something. They are blissfully unaware of the inevitable mutual loathing that plagues all marriages.

She’s your problem now, Benny-boy. Enjoy paying for Amazon deliveries the rest of your life.more