Tag: Fiction
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A Day in the Life
It was just one of those days in Murray-Ville. He’d been fired from his job at the Monkey Bar for beating up the customers. So, with nothing better to do, he went home. There, Murray found his wife, Gwendolina, in bed with the garbage man — again. After sending her and her trashy boyfriend packing, Murray went…
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Merriweather Salazar
The Daily Post BRIIIING! BRIIIING! “Helleu? Sargent residence…” “Helleu! Is John in, please?” “No, I’m afraid not. He’s off painting portraits of people sketching with their wives, again.” “Indeed! I thought he’d stopped that nonsense after what’d happened last time.” “Oh, would that it were!” Mrs. Sargent sighed. “He just can’t seem to help himself—and…
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The Paper Boy
Greg hated math. He wasn’t good at it, didn’t understand it, nor did he care to. In Greg’s mind, his Algebra 1 class was inconsequential to his future and whatever that future may or may not hold. Greg wasn’t interested in much of anything, if the truth were to be known. Girls, sports, cars; all…
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Gutter Ball
It was summertime in New Orleans, and the night was opaque with a steamy-stench that lingered in the nostrils. They were two strangers waiting for the Carrollton Avenue bus, gray beads of sweat crawling like ants over their scalps, trickling down their backs. The woman put a Tareyton between her lips…
