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A new mask
The problem with Thursdays isn’t that Friday can’t come soon enough. Sitting in my apartment watching my flat mate vape and play Friends reruns isn’t a riveting weekend activity. The problem is that only Greg and I are at work. The halls are nearly empty and the odor of Wednesday’s stale coffee sits idly in the pot by my door. Greg strides in twenty minutes late as he usually does, a bluetooth piece in his ear and axe body spray wreaking from his beer stained suit, walking in with purpose as if none of us notice last night’s hangover following him in toe. Luke works downtown on Thursdays holdi...
Penguin Books
He knew it was over after receiving a text message describing the viscous dog she had a close encounter with.Apparently the animal approached in her in the park whilst she was eating her leaf salad. The story seemed unlikely to Tom. Firstly, why would the dog be interested and secondly, who says leaf salad?This little vignette merely served to reaffirm his burgeoning resentment toward her. Rather than simply ask the dog what it wanted, she assumed it was trying to steal her lunch when it may simply have needed directions or even the time. Some breeds, he knew, were notoriously lacking in punct...
THE FINAL GUEST
Harold ‘Harry’ Gierson steered his electric wheelchair up to the glass wall of the guest room and gazed out to the vista beyond. It was a view of virgin forest and snowy peaks, 50 miles from the nearest human settlement and untouched by the hand of man. In that view, he was reminded of the age of the Earth, where nature had ruled supreme for eons and would return to rule after mankind had served its term and disappeared into a vacuous history that would never be told or known until another ‘self-conscious’ species arose to discover it. He was sure of one thing – mankind would come to an end at...
Honey Man Dan - Part 2 (2nd book in series
Don’t you remember by Pat Shandy was playing outside. It was my favorite song when I was in 5th grade. I nodded my head slightly and so did she.Then something happened?! She told me to wait here as she got dressed in the other room. She and her sister have a flare for saying things and then leaving. I wasn’t going to stay because that would be weird. So I would wait for her to come back out, say goodbye, and leave knowing I safely returned someone’s phone. Plan and process! I’ve been here for two hours talking to the woman that was once in a towel. The evolution of the towel was now a pair of...