Category Archives: FICTION

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i m ok r u

i m ok r u

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You better believe she doesn’t give two craps about his whereabouts or well-being; she just wants to make him feel guilty about being a bad dad, as if it’s his fault she’d kicked him out for yelling too loudly at the TV.more

Gregor Samsa takes the exam on The Metamorphosis listed on the “Intro to Lit” syllabus for January 20th, 2025

Gregor Samsa takes the exam on The Metamorphosis listed on the “Intro to Lit” syllabus for January 20th, 2025

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One morning, Gregor Samsa woke from a night of uneasy dreams to find that he had become a series of questions and answers on an exam.more

The Duplex

The Duplex

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Once he made his first million, he disassociated from the outside world and got deeper into the game. I suspect the diaper thing started after he had at least six million in the bank.more

If I Did It, It’s Only Because Jeff Bezos Ruined My Life

If I Did It, It’s Only Because Jeff Bezos Ruined My Life

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Whatever I need? Jeff Bezos is there. Cement? Shovel? Flesh-eating acid? He delivers it right to my door. Because this isn’t my first rodeo, and Jeff has already supplied all my tools, I probably don’t even need his help for this one.more

Bulls Eye

Bulls Eye

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What kind of embrace led to your conception? Was it loving? Mechanical? Or a drunken bed rattler? Does the spirit in which the effort is undertaken affect the outcome? Everyone has a story, but my father couldn’t tell his. He lacked the guts to write about what he knew.more

Silver Balloon

Silver Balloon

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Arms rise towards the sky, a foil bubble of helium floats over the yard, higher and higher. It causes quite a commotion, bunches of convicts looking up like children. Some laugh; others watch in silence. I try my best to memorise it in detail. And then it’s gone.more

Stigmatist

Stigmatist

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Calvin looked kind of pretty, with his plumes of curly hair, sprawled in the grass, surrounded by a ring of white clover blossoms.more

There Are Too Many TV’s in American Restaurants

There Are Too Many TV’s in American Restaurants

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Ellen has chicken in her mouth when the president is shot. Momma has chicken, Andrew has chicken, we’re all eating chicken.more

Snow Angel

Snow Angel

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He watched her staring out the window above the sink, her face opening and closing, lost in two radically different futures that flicked back and forth in her mind. The forcefield between realities quivered. He’d never felt more hopeful or more lonely.more