Stories tagged fear

Ibambe

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If this was the day when the bribes of whiskey and US dollars would fail to work. If on this day a black bag, smelling of shit and fear, would be pulled over his head – the bloodied roots of a knocked out tooth tickling his neck.

The Baby Pool

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I want to fly like a snail. Yes, snails fly in their minds, so does the brain of the ocean. Does a man want to drown in the ersatz of desire? You must understand me. You and I swam together. They call it escape velocity.

Self-portrait as Black Object

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monstrous chameleon, / schizophrenic Janus

Mom forgot her phone!

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Sherpa

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Your ears perked up whenever the local news talked about a roller coaster accident, usually out of town.

Snatch XII

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No. No. No.

Snatch (XIV)

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She's in charge.

Under the Jacaranda Trees

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When I left, Phil dropped to his knees and grabbed my ankles with his hands. His face was red and ugly from crying. “Wait!” he kept saying. “Let’s just talk for a minute!” But we’d already talked. We’d talked and talked and talked. The only thing left to

Speck in the Thrall of Cosmic Forces

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Fear the air and fear the fire./ Fear the land and fear the water./ Creation is out to get you, speck,

For my Good Boy who has no idea

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Good Boy, when you first came home you were named after a shitty beer and that just seemed strange,

Leaving like slow rain

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I used to dream about flying over the ocean in nothing but my shirt, now I dream about driving through fucking Kentucky.

Praying in bed

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When I was a kid, I was terrified of dying in a bombing, which is strange, really, because I lived in Long Island, which has relatively few bombings to speak of.

Moon collar

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I don't think dogs like to die with the pack. The smell of them rotting brings trouble in the wild,

The Dark

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Where is the one who was brave?

The bookshelf

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I grew up in a little red house filled with books. Both of my parents love to read, and the proof piled up in every room. Current books in the bedroom. Books from the last ten to twenty years in the living room and kitchen. Old books from their childhood and college days on…