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Monthly Archives: February 2016
Stroke to Seizure
Irises clogged with passing shreds of something that might be himself, he breathes, blowing heavy through tight lips. the sounds of the TV bruised by the thickness of the dread-built nightmares standing in the room. One can feel the world … Continue reading
Posted in Nonfiction
Tagged botched by some drunk and belligerent god, death, existential dread, grandfather, grandpa, horror, illness, Life, Loss, old age, stroke
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Murder in Blank Spaces
Tied to an exterior support beam of a house hidden by trees, a man screams, hands clasped together, wrapped in adhesive red tape. The sounds of the whip claps across his back like bemused applause. A camera watches, a man, … Continue reading
Posted in Something Else
Tagged camera, civil war, monsters, the conflict you cannot see, torture, war
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Dominance and Dominion
And so the carnival rang and marched forever into the distance. A chorus of buckshot, flies buzzing over rotten flesh. A mountain of skulls ghostly voids proudly marking the trail of their crossing. Fed fat on blood and excess they sing, sing, singing … Continue reading
Posted in Nonfiction, Something Else
Tagged american history, bison, carnival of skulls, slaughter, western
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A Reintroduction of Red
The around him swam in ocean of cannibalistic color, shapes bending breaking like liquid thought, unbreakable steel world around him no longer so. It was his, this small peace he’d found and placed under his skin. He could feel his … Continue reading
Posted in fiction
Tagged A novel someday, bought and sold, chemikal, Daddy issues, drugs, dystopia, fiction, Memory, narcotics, Red Boar Jones
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