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I have 63 stories published in
4 collections on the site.
My stories have been read 56197 times
and 11 of my stories have been cherry picked.
My stories
A Snarl in the Pocket
A Snarl in the Pocket. Jack Mead, a sentient man. A man on whom the street opens. Collides. Fishes around in his guts like rusty hooks. Swallowed a long time ago when they were sharp. My little uglies. He referred to them. His viscera, scraped, churning, leaking out.
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- 826 reads
Chapter 15 from The Rotten Bridge, A Gypsy Love Story
The road is a dark river of racing cars. Low black clouds touch down on the modern high rises of the Fascist city. I have not seen Rome from this angle. There are more signs for the Center but I am dubious. I still believe I am facing another city but I am caught at the head of a line of cars in a cloud of buzzing scooters and I cannot pull back. I gamble on the carousel, behind the ears and nose of a thundering steed, straining on the yoke like a gladiator, the oily wake chopping against the floor runners of this screaming chariot.
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- 705 reads
Boom.
Boom. All of this hell up into me precious little stem - where go not flower? where go not wilt? where go not die? where go not break a little by day and split at
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Riddle
Riddle What does a Buddhist do when it's hot and he can't start his car? Does he close his eyes and imagine an air-conditioned tow truck? Does he smoke a cigarette? Does he pull a cell phone out of his robe
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Fade
Sometimes the sun walks on your back and the street curls up in your arm and you cuff the last time the world was alive at your feet evoking a smile that shined eyes glad to take you once
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- 819 reads