In the third grade, everyone met at Hal Benny’s house after school. Hal had a pool that wasn’t above ground and parents that worked, so it was like us kids ruled the backyard. It was like we ruled the whole house, for that matter, on the account of the only person there to watch us […]
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The falsest stories sometimes hold the greatest truth.
I woke up in a motel room. There was an impenetrable fog outside. I couldn’t find my keys. For a reason I couldn’t explain, I was fully clothed. I moved out into the fog. I sensed that someone was watching me and looked to my left, where my car was […]
The following takes places between an agent of the government and an informant. “…Hey.” “Hello Mr. Johnson.” “I can’t do this anymore.” “I’m sorry? “I can’t. Do this. Anymore. Hear me?” “Yes, I hear you… But I just want to make sure that you understand the repercussions of your own words.” “…You took them all.” […]
The man was so close now and was surprised to feel his heart beat faster. Still he moved forward, zombie-like, and suddenly the woman in front of him began flailing into the expansive darkness to his right as the Palace Guard proclaimed she “wasn’t getting past the velvet rope of this exhibit”. Not yet at […]
