5-17-2013

3rd Quarter

The Man will not discuss the Beyoncé half-time show. Her legitimately Satanic performance of mind control is beside the point. You see The Man invited a special guest to the VIP box and this guest, this guy, he and electricity have a “long & storied past”

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5-16-2013

You Really Think

by Rick Keeney

You’re fooling the seven people / you walked in with, but / not me —

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4-29-2013

Salvation

by Michelle Bonczek

The dead need mirrors and so on
clear days lakes shine black.

The dead do not date since all
are taken and few are who they seem.

The dead do not use vibrators.
All of hell shakes.

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Brand-New Long

5-14-2013

Goosy Gus and the Cash Mob

by William Trent Pancoast

Gus had acquired the name “Goosy” because of his shell shock and battle fatigue from WWII and now he was no longer allowed in his daughter-in-law’s donut shop in downtown Cranston even though eating donuts was his favorite way to start the day.

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Goosy Gus and the Cash Mob

by William Trent Pancoast

A Halo of Fire (Part 2)

by David Mura

A Halo of Fire (Part 1)

by David Mura

The In-Between Girl

by Darci Schummer

Shots with Strangers

At The Black Bull

Do you know what a beard’s there for, do ye? My girl knew: she told me. She said it was A SPIRITUAL ANTENNA.

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The Opera Singers

If Bob Saget, whose got a disgusting mind, could think of something really terrible, it’s probably been done on an operatic stage in Germany.

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R-E-S-P-E-C-T

By the way, I’m married and my husband sucks ass. And my best friends were all gay and he made me get rid of ‘em. And I hate my life.

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WANTED

HERE I AM, DEAD.

Tonight he will dream of me in these tattered slacks,
addressing his class during show and tell.

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WANTED #7

Begin with: “An eight-year-old from the neighborhood is the first to find me.”

300 words.

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Docile Bodies

Last week, the doctor had lifted one of her enormous rolls of belly fat. The smell that rose from her was like the fumes of hot dumpster garbage, a cloud of something long dead.

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