The bloke's name was Cortena, or something. A handful in the cage, a cheap suck, my afternoon tickle. He had ratty, brown hair and a beard that looked like something dead and wild was trying to eat his face. Third of a group of four that walked into the coffee-fuck shop that morning, and I … Continue reading Vampire Workday
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Enter the Ampersand
Ludwig took the short route down the toilet. With his pants around his ankles and holding the stump of his left arm, he took a long dive through the vines and into yesterday's paper. "He's a dirtbag, a commie, a shite," she says - she being her, the one, the all, the wretch. Ludwig took … Continue reading Enter the Ampersand
Reach Five
PREFACE: Reach was one of seven men named as such who existed in seven separate universes as multiversally intertwined souls. It was impossible for them to meet; and though, theoretically, it was possible for Reach to cross over to another universe, the chances of encountering one of the other seven were ridiculously low. This was … Continue reading Reach Five
Day Nineteen – Andrew Lost His Keys While George is Engulfed in Flames
On the third day, the grand and omnipotent entity known as Va'alamyr walked the grounds of his creation. He reveled in the squeakiness of the wet grass beneath his bare feet. He turned his eyes to the blinding sun he had created two days earlier and saw that it was good. The trees were coming … Continue reading Day Nineteen – Andrew Lost His Keys While George is Engulfed in Flames
Day Eight – The Dangers of Navigating Safety Nets With Ice Skates
When I was younger, long before the trauma of being devoured whole by the swamp god who protects us had worn off, I had a disturbing dream. I remember how I was situated in my makeshift bed that night. I had found a nice mossy patch to act as a pillow as I rested my … Continue reading Day Eight – The Dangers of Navigating Safety Nets With Ice Skates
Day Thirty-Six – Entanglement
(Artwork: Zdzisław Beksiński) This is the last glorious day. The sunlight knifing through the smoky interior of the building that shelters the last two humans in existence has a distinct redness to it. This is the last fantastic day for the human race and its two final members, together at last, together at the end, … Continue reading Day Thirty-Six – Entanglement
Paroxysms: Marvel, Gaming, Froot Loops
... froot loops ... Okay, in that commercial, you aren't even playing Super Mario Bros. and that really irritates me. You're cheering about mashing buttons during the preview screens, that's excessively irritating. Somewhere, someone thought this was okay, but it's not. I refuse to buy Froot Loops now. If I see Froot Loops, I pull … Continue reading Paroxysms: Marvel, Gaming, Froot Loops
