Tag: short-story
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Celebratory Snack
A woman had just come through the revolving door and was confronted with “the Turtle Problem”. She caught the attention of a nearby teller, who noticed the predicament she was in and rushed to her aid. “I am rushing to your aid!” he said. He said it just like that, too. Just like that. The…
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Butter Gone Rancid
Every time one of them talks, I get the creeping sensation that I am that much closer to an ear infection. The weather is the typical catalyst for unnecessary babble, but it could also be other perceptibly negligible details. Household pets, special cookies being made, the state of the world. When did the world become…
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Done With All My Thrashing
And all in a hurry in front of your averted eyes – life. Teeming life. Fish in the sea, people on the sidewalk, cars on the road pushing and pulling, yanking and relinquishing. Weird time to be alive. And the day has only just begun. What was it Tomas said about the way people and…
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Mama and the Family
A dozen ways to clean a fish. Kitchen confidential. And all the while mother in the memories with the mammaries crying, “Here, boy, here! Time for food, and then for a nap! We’ve got games to play later!” Always food and a nap and games in the evening. Mama sure loved her games. Mama sure…
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Un Momento Por Favor
The unyielding evening. The flight was cancelled due to “technical issues”, but what that was referring to was anyone’s guess. Did that mean one of the engines was malfunctioning and in dire need of repair? Did that mean the video monitors were down? Perhaps the pilot “just wasn’t feeling it” on that particular day? The…
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The Flamingo and the Hedgehog
Opening view. We see Hedgehog sitting on a bench unable to control his crying. He is sitting on a bus stop bench and has a suitcase on the bench with him. He is rocking back and forth on the bus bench. His quills are quivering and he looks very upset. Hedgehog: (wailing) Oh dear, oh…
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The Horrible and Ungodly Petrol Accident of ’94
We learn every time we come close to fucking at all up. We definitely learn every time we completely fuck it all up, that much is certain, but I think people underestimate how much we learn from the close calls, the “holy moly, that was close” episodes. Every time we almost fuck up, an angel…
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The Man of the Deep
Down in the depths of the sea, there is a man who flosses with seaweed and gargles with brine. Somewhere in the midst of that deep there is a vast array of trinkets that he uses, and there is a wide variety of uses applied with these trinkets. The man of the deep refers to…
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In the Caverns
Figure eights in the distance, in the dandelion circles we fall and we fly. And together we fall and we fly, in equal measure. We listen to mild-mannered songs and we reminisce about how in the good old days, it used to be different, the bright pink sky above us turning everyone sunburnt and inwards,…
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Legionnaire
Deliver it to the mailman and say that it’s express, say that the brew told you to deliver it, that the monk behind the Iron Curtain who dishes up the brews told you to tell him that the safe delivery of the parcel is of the utmost importance. The parcel is full of who knows…
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