Stories tagged “bullets”
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Test
“This is only a test.” “Um, that being the case, do you suppose it’s wise to be using real bullets?” “Shut up and get into your duck suit.”
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Another One Bites The Dust
Steve walked warily down the street. He knew he was a fool for being in this part of town alone. He pulled the brim of his hat down low. He thought of the conversation with Ana earlier. “This is too dangerous. We can’t see each other anymore.” he...
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Colonel Down
The Colonel grabbed his neck and fell to the ground. Blood came rushing out of the jagged hole cut in his throat by the sharp steel. The pouring rain filled his mouth with muddy water. He looked up to see his men wounded or dead. The girl he had seen e...
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Another Hole in the Head
You know, I didn’t mean it. I mean I don’t even really like this job. It’s just one of those things you fall into. Who wants to be a long shore man? Or a grip for porno movies. I, I mean grip as in, you know, a stage hand, not “...
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Ledger
Let me tell you about my work. It’s the type of job where if you are woken in the middle of the night, choking on a sweaty gag while a couple of assholes in masks stand around holding sharp objects, you think thank God I didn’t wake up late...
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Bullets
You gotta walk like you’re about to get shot in the throat. He said. So I did. I walked slow like I was going to get shot in the throat. You gotta start listening to better music. He said. So I listened to everything he told me to. I even learned al...
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Bullets Part II
I can’t walk like I’m going to get shot in the throat. I just can’t. and I hate everything you listen to. It’s loud and repetitive and every band sounds the same. And I love my tattoos, but I wish I knew you loved me without them. And I want to...
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Sweating Bullets
My skin is slippery and smooth. I wipe the sweat out of my eyes, but it only smears around more. Blink. Grimace. Keep running. The sky grows darker and the air takes on a foreign chill. My sneakers slap the pavement with an angry rhythm. My leg hair br...
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Colleagues
He sighed deeply lowering his arm, all the stress and pain that once clouded his mind began to vanish with each drop of blood now flowing from the fatal wound of his adversary. This was right. the way the world should be. The way the world was before s...
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Stray Bullets
Babies should never be collateral damage. __________________ _______________________________________
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War
Kills Blood trickles In the fight Dead soldiers drift into the light— Souls seep From punctured holes Life is put to sleep As each sense grows To six and on— beyond what the living knows: The end Means that you extend forever Removed from...
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Shadows
A soldier’s shadow Feels no pain Sliding over jagged gravel— Its black outline does not contain The fragile face from which it came The fragile face that’s in my aim Is mute and vague I cannot hear its screams It hasn’t lived or died ...