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The Interview
“So who might you be?” Kyle says with supreme authority. “My name is Declan MacLyntire.” “Haha! Declan, what type of name is that? Your parents might as well named you Balthazar.” Jeron giggles. “Shutup Jeron. ...
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Frames
Work was mundane to say the least. Copy after copy was printed, the ink on the paper forming the shapes of meaningless jargon. The best part about work however, was the small shop a couple of doors down. They had the finest picture frames Samuel had ev...
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Desperation
“I want you to know, even at my cruelest, I’m just doing it out of desperation. I need you to love me, and I don’t know how else to do it.” I was swaying about in the darkness. I had to open my eyes. I had to let the light in. I...
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Jonnie Survivor
Jonnie doesn’t like that freaked out guy, the one complaining about survivin’. He outta swallow a bullet and forget it. That guy don’t know shit ‘bout survivin’. Freak Guy walks by grabbing them fruit bars like they were f...
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Lovers
There was once a girl who had too much sex, who met a boy who had done too many drugs. When the boy inquired as to how great it must be to have sex all the time, the girl embraced him and began to cry. She told him that it was empty, barren, and deprav...
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The greatest decision everr
“It’s spiked. And you don’t look like the type of girl who can handle being drunk… No definitely not. Maybe some water?” Excuse me! What gave this random boy the right to baby me? I grabbed a cup of the punch. I downed it ...
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Steel jaws on pink flesh.
The gladiators wheeled their massive reptilian steeds about to face each other and raised their lances in mutual salutes. It was fitting, in this ancient sport, to use ancient beasts in such a way. Shining titantium scales covered their steel bodies, a...
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Mad Milkshake
The wanderer pushed his goggles up his forehead, wiping dirt from the corners of his eyes. There, in the middle of the deserted town, stood a perfect milkshake on a steel table. It even had a cherry on top. The wanderer ran his tongue over chapped lips...
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Last Pattern in the Sand
The sun slips toward the distant waterline as the tide starts to rise. I calmly mix more water and sand and let it dribble between my fingers to form another spire. My pile of seaweed is almost gone, but I will have enough. I have plenty of shells for ...
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The Legend of Johnny Irish #2
“Hit me as hard as you can” He hit me as hard as he could. Or tried. See, just because I’m drunk and depressed and a little desensitized to getting punched in the face doesn’t mean I can’t mess with Donnie a little. So I s...
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Complications
Sid gulps as they pull up to Kathleen’s house. They sit in his car for a long time, just talking. Kathleen leans toward him, that sexy grin on her lips. Sid dreamt about those lips. “Thanks for the ride,” she says, her green, cat-like...
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It's Safer at the Docks
Waves lapped at the ship like a friendly dog at the hand of his master, and Pancake giggled. “Captain, captain,” he squealed, “The ocean wants to be my friend!” At that, the curmudgeon shoved young Patrick Butterworth into the s...
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Nightwatch
My city screams like a dame who is getting her purse snatched. I grab at the rope stitching holding my arm to the stub and pull, tightening the fit. “I’ll be right with you, dollface.” I say. My voice is low and gravely, but she’s used to i...
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The Towering Inferno of Dr. Giuseppe Montelnegro
The burning filled his nostrils, clawed down his throat, assaulted his lungs. The air was hot and heavy, weighed down by the flames. Every inhale was agony, every exhale excruciating. His chest was rising and falling in a sickening rhythm, the ups and ...
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Time
Time went so fast when I was outside, but inside time stands still. I sit, my elbows on my knees staring at the floor. My denim trousers, cuffs ragged, brush the tops of my feet. Funny, I used to hate clipping my toenails, now I look forward to that ti...
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Princess Pepper
As such as our tale continues to flow, our Anne and our fairy are both on the go. They travel by cart and they travel by train, they travel ‘neath sun and they travel ’neath rain. The travel by day and they travel by night, even travel by c...
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Peep Toe
Just a hint of perfectly manicured toenail peeked past the black patent leather as she stepped delicately out of the taxi, tucking the wool coat behind her legs and tipping the driver sparingly. He grinned and she flushed, hands fluttering in irritatio...
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Socially Unacceptable
“Disgusting! Can you do that somewhere else,” the woman asked, walking slightly faster as she eyed the man sitting on the courthouse steps. Society no longer cares for the smokers. They huddle outside in their designated areas, enduring all...
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You Don't Always Need Protection
I advanced on her. “Give it up, doll. I’m warning you just this once; I’ll shoot you if you make me.” I was bluffing, of course. I’d left my .38 at home like a goddamn rookie. What was I supposed to do, ask the chief for a...
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SLBM
“…Modified for SLBM delivery vehicle. this is a Priority One alert, all combat units are to engage.” The flight controls adjusted to the new heading automatically, but he still pushed the stick forward instinctively. He didn’t ...
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urtletay orystay
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Bonus Level
As a man walked down one of the many halls of his Alma Mater, the world seemed to have gone silent, if only for a moment. All that could be heard were the sirens emanating from afar, and the muffled sounds of the class, enclosed within the small room. ...
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Dear God, from Caveman Bob 4
Dear God, Please help me keep my mouth shut tomorrow at the gathering when those pricks from across the valley start going on about how their great-great-great-grandfather invented fire, which we all know he didn’t. You invented fire. Amen, Cavem...
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Undercity
Bang. Another dead person. That’s all there ever was down here. violence, crime, the unsavory side of humanity. the only sign of the other side were the tall, steel pillars on which the topside city was built, and they didn’t have any entra...
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Another Try!
“Fine,” said the fairy, “We’ll get you a lass.” “Of fine ample bosom and fine rotund ass?” The fairy wilts but nods for it is her job, getting young girls their Prince Hanks and Prince Bobs and sometimes their ...
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Choices
A gun is a way of making choices, Pamela, her father’s voice echoed in her head, the memory redolent of sunlit afternoons. But it ain’t the only way. Remember that. Her young hands were practiced as they ran over the contours of the gun. Th...
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Pink Elephants
Why did they have to pick that picture? Of all the photos in our apartment, they pick the one of Sarah and I holding the giant pink elephant I won for her at the county fair. What was that ? Like five years ago? I can’t believe she’s gone. ...
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Another Tactic
Green advances on me with a decidedly menacing air. He’s got a knife in one hand, and while I’m not sure what he expects to do with the damned thing I can’t help but feel nervous about it. Knives don’t do a whole lot to a guy li...
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End of the World and all that
It came on slowly, he could give it that much. Watching from his front porch as the sky turned a sickening shade of green, the sea churning, the wind howling. He could see the sun above, swollen red and angry, seeming now twice its size. In reality he ...
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Size 12 Regular
I wear shoes. Black, round-toed dress shoes for work. Black or green or black and red Chucks at home. White and blue running shoes for the rare day I exercise. Black boots when I used to work in the backroom of a bookstore, but now they sit by the fron...
