Category Archives: Short Fiction

Love in a Bathroom Stall

The writing scrawled across the wall: “It’s just love in a bathroom stall” Flushed away feelings Fucked away meanings Gin-drenched soles Pressed against a toilet bowl And magic-marker wit Smeared across your tits All right there before my eyes: “The brightest stars are the first to die” So wipe away that high-rise love Destined only to be disposed of Foolish

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Dear Emily

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Dear Emily, I know the split that cleaves the mind, the longing for clouded truths Puzzle pieces in confused boxes fitting together but looking wrong I shall make my own picture, fitting together what I choose Forced connections are new futures the only freedom is fatal destruction Forever Lost, Z

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Bagged…

  Loud scraping invaded her sleep. Slowly regaining consciousness, something dragged up her back and pulverized her head. She screamed…but it was muffled. She was blind in a black cloud. Sticks snapped, leaves were tussled, and a whooshing sound of scraping nylon roared around her. She couldn’t move. Another painful blow, this time to the tail bone. She screamed. A

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Turning…

  The rigor mortis was already starting. His joints crackled, he lost feeling in the fingers holding fast to his gaping wound. They left me. They didn’t look back… His stomach lurched and he doubled over, letting blood effuse into the muck of his vacating bowels. Now he would die in this filth, in the dark, alone. But I saved

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