Stories tagged death

Gas Making You Sick?

25042504 views1919 comments1212 favs

It was a sore molar that was giving me trouble, on the bottom right. The dentist, about whose adulterous affairs everybody in the neighborhood knew and whispered about, ts-ts-ts'ed me and murmured "decay" before pulling out the drill.

MY Last Lecture: Achieving MY Childhood Dreams

14521452 views1010 comments88 favs

The following is an excerpt of my commencement speech at The Hamlin Refrigeration Vocational Institute. Although I am NOT terminally ill, in all honesty, I haven’t been feeling all that great since, I would say, around April…

To The Woman Who Sat With Her Back To The Door

12771277 views1111 comments77 favs

Such a curious smell in the air tonight: part skunk, part fire, part rubber of your tire, pulled liquid hot across that road.

Brain Dead Bob

3131 views00 comments00 favs

A few years back, I worked with this guy, by the name of Bob, at the same airline I work for now. He was an older fella—I figure he was in his sixties—so he probably had a good twenty-five or thirty years on me. He was one of those types that…

It Is Enough

724724 views22 comments22 favs

I don't know what my mother is thinking. She's either cart wheeling into crazy land or turning into a ghoul.

Our Bodies Breed Endless Trenches

1717 views33 comments22 favs

The pines that line Alden Highway are stained blue today, four days after my brother's soft flesh folded into its last embrace. The two things torn from the speeding car; his skinny body and six gallons of…

Robert

1919 views00 comments00 favs

The man was a novice at adultery, paranoid, disaster hanging over his head like a cartoon anvil.

Riding Off into the Sunset

863863 views1010 comments22 favs

There's only one road out of here. It goes straight north for a while, then starts veering off toward the west. You and Horace Greeley can get all dreamy-eyed if you want, but I know which side of the river the Egyptians buried their dead on.

Timing

1313 views22 comments00 favs

The afternoon I was born, my father brought my two older brothers and my sister to the hospital with him, but back then, they wouldn’t let children in to visit. My father and siblings all stood on the grass below my mother’s room and called up to her.

HARD

7171 views44 comments33 favs

They were the family Hard. We laughed at that. They’re all Hard! Junior high was unforgiving.

To Go

783783 views1414 comments88 favs

They say it's sex that makes us fleshBut it's the doctor's slab where we wait trussed by time or incidentfor the descending implement to leave at best our bones picked clean,at worst sent home in a bag.

Robert Kennedy Remembered by Jean Baudrillard

16441644 views66 comments44 favs

K is eating a banana. He says to me, "There is no end in the sense that God is dead, or history is dead. I would prefer not to play the role of a thoroughly useless prophet. I leave that to others, like Gene McCarthy."

BOLO: Alfred Chester's Wig

873873 views99 comments44 favs

It was there, and then it wasn’t, the victim of a magician or a swooping seabird.

Energy Eater, from King David

116116 views55 comments11 fav

“When I was in Vietnam, lying in that horseshoe-shaped rice paddy after I’d been hit, I was waiting to die. I was fully expecting to die, Mr. Steadman."

Coffee, Reloaded

22 views00 comments00 favs

All Alice wanted was a cup of coffee. After fifteen years locked up in the Plasma Valley Correctional Facility, he was very tired.He found a Screemin' Creamin'; looked his Destiny in the eye. 'Hi there, my name's Destiny!' said Destiny, who was trained in all the…