The Sleep Assassins_The Flower Boy_When I Die..._Corpse unscathed between worlds
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The Sleep Assassins
“Pss, Molly,are you sleeping?”“Yes, I sleep. What do you need?”“Auntie Thana snores like Sisyphus, rolling and rolling an air boulder up with her nose. Can we switch places?”“You think my place is better? Mom’s elbow has grown into my liver.”“Ugh!Molly…yesterday I was at Adriana’s. She has her own bed. Can you imagine? Large, with a thick mattress, a duvet that smells of peaches, and four pillows! She showed me what was under her mattress: many-many wooden slats, like rails. I’m telling you, her bed is a train that can take her anywhere in the world! And where can our mattress bring us if it d...
The Flower Boy
“What are we doing here?” Alex raised his voice above the music, and looked around the packed bar.“We came here to make a purchase. It’s going to be the answer to your depression. Help you get over your separation. Make you feel good about yourself again.” Nick said, eyes focused on the door entrance to the bar.“I don’t want any drugs.” Alex said, sipping his beer.“It’s not drugs. And it’s not for you. There she is.” Nick waved at the bouncer who directed an eldewww.onedoor.ccrly lady to go to his table. The elderly lady came up to them with a wicker basket of roses. “Hi, I want to buy them all. And I wa...
When I Die...
Ten. Six. Five. Two. These numbers have no pattern. Only an inpidual meaning. In the middle of February, I was skiing across the mountainside when I fell into a ten foot pile of snow from a cliff of height only god-knows. My body sank six feet into its fluff. My five-foot figure was practically buried. It took forever to climb my way out. My fingers had turned a dangerous shade of blue by the time I was free. I gazed at the sky overhead. It was a fiery shade of red. Dusk was settling in soon, ready to cover the skies with its blanket of darkness. I did not want to be caught out here during th...
Corpse unscathed between worlds
You see me, that creature whom died committing suicide off the bridge near the pub. The creature whom-every twelve o’clock midnight- would creep ‘round the paved roads in agony. I was once human you know… Humans, humans. They betray their friends, stabbing them when they aren’t looking; they are so prideful as to storm their way out of the parking lot cause your ex-husband has cheated on you, but you’ve cheated on him also. What I ask is: why? Why would you out of all things in reincarnation, see ME. Me who’s left unscathed though I’ve been dead for ten years. Ten whole fucking y...