It was a bad idea. A fool’s errand. A sign of our growing complacency. All ego. We should not have gone that far in. Should have just stayed home. But we didn’t. Everything near the outskirts was scrapped. Nothing much left close to the river. Anything else of value gone for about ten blocks in…
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The Parting Glass
Maybe I should have slept with her. The thought crept up on me at the funeral. The burial, specifically. The only part I attended. It was probably the right thing to do.
Overnights
You weren’t supposed to sleep on the bus. Most everyone did anyway. All you had to do was turn the radio up just about as loud as it would go. You would know that they were calling you because of the tone. A special and specific beep. Just for us. The sound was plenty loud…
To Whom It May Concern,
I’d gotten old. Didn’t take long. Hair once dark and thick turned grey and thin. Eyes sunk right into the skull. Hallowed looking sockets. The shine all but gone. Fevered and enveloped in deep violet. Violently. Wrinkles line the outline of a frown. “A clown without the makeup,” my reflection said. “The sad jester of…
The Veracious Facade 