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Forrest Wheeler lay peacefully in the clean white hospital bed, his emaciated chest rising and falling rhythmically as a beaded green...

All right, you dried-up geriatric bastards! The doors are locked, the batteries have been removed from your Rascal Scooters, and I’ve...

Editor’s note: This letter was censored in transit by military authorities. Dear Jimmy, I wrote a letter to mom and daddy, but I know...

A Bloody End to a Long-Time Feud Eyewitness Narrowly Escapes Death! The Gruesome Details By Augustus Branch Shortly after nine this...

I’m sitting in the parking lot at the Boom Boom Room with that fat fuck Tony Roses, and it’s raining so fucking hard we can’t see the...

Susan sits smoking at a corner table in a bright, noisy coffee shop. It’s a place she would not be caught dead in, and so it is exactly...

Beat cop Dan Reynolds drew a chalk line around the body. It wasn’t his job—someone from forensic services typically took care of such...

The blind woman shaded her eyes against the sun. Many years ago, this sun had taken her sight, so now she turned her face to its warmth...

In 1976, my dad was feeling flush from a small inheritance, so he bought a conversion van and loaded my mother, brother, and me into it...

Bone Thomas, who was called Bone, assessed himself in the full-length mirror tacked to the back of his bedroom door. He slouched,...

I never knew my daddy, and when I asked Momma about him, she would always chuckle a little and mumble ruefully around the ever-present...

Summer vacation every year Driving to Florida “Don’t make me come back there!” Driving straight through, Traffic backed up for miles...

Because she was his Guardian, Sarah visited Forrest often, though there was really nothing more for her to do. Forrest Wheeler had lain...

"A candy-colored clown they call the sandman • Tiptoes to my room every night  •  Just to sprinkle stardust and to whisper  •  Go to...

This is what I do when I'm too lazy to comment on the current American shit show and have no other ideas. “War itself is the enemy of the...

Blood stains. Coffee stains. Brains on the wall. Splatter patterns. Lines of trajectory. Grunge music. These are the things that haunt my...

This past week was bad for Trump's Turd Reich, but not bad enough. Sane Americans need to double down on every protest, boycott, derisive...

Sorry, No Water On recent drives through Georgia, I've found an annoying pattern of convenience store gas stations with out-of-order...

Mrs. McGillicuddy was the only one who saw Rosie wandering down Route 50 at two in the morning, but because Mrs. McGillicuddy had watched...

Bastard Pop-tarts When I bought this "Value Pack" of Pop-Tarts, I saw four Frosted Strawberry, four Frosted Cherry, and four Frosted...