Category: Short Story
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UP IN THE SKY
“Listen” he said, eyes wide to the sky, “LISTEN AND YOU CAN HEAR” Velour ignored the hobo as soon as she saw his testicles hanging out for his toga. She moved around, pinning a slower pedestrian in between the man with extra smell, so she could not have to connect at all. Her morning playlist…
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The Missing in Bloom
It was pain that didn’t exist, something that was hurting before it’s time. An ache that didn’t exist, but all it did was make its presence known. That how the boy could best describe it. The old man looked at him for a bit, stroking his chin thoughtfully, smacking lips like he was about to…
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The Fat Runner
He came tearing down the street, huffing and puffing, a sweaty lump of meat in a shitty out of style suit. No one said shit until he collided with the first guy, who hit the floor with a thud full of echo. That when we turned around, and saw him not even apologize or look…
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