Prose
By the-real-jaw
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The Insemination
With her right claw Genu46 grips the child and tugs her beak from its ribs. She dribbles softener on its forehead, then cuts from combed hair to snub...
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robots birds don't cough
As the songbirds began to die off, the park services, having in mind only customer satisfaction, hired an innovative and award-winning start-up to...
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the criminal dream of an employee
At the specified hour the employee strode into the national HQ and presented his summons. After a brief interrogation, he was pushed into an...
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The Liar
Honest autobiographical piece about trying to live as an artist in 2018.
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Three Tombstones
On the coldest morning of the year, my grandfather announced that he was bringing me to the family tombstone. We drove for hours, rarely talking, and...
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Skyworms, or the Man Who Disproved Sleep
It’d been a long day, I mean literally a day that had lasted months. I had disproven sleep in an internationally published and peer-reviewed paper...
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The Parking-Garage Ark
I watched the parking-garage ark being constructed high above the streets, back when its glass belly rested on a 3D grid of white steel sticks; when...
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The Rainy Library
Yeah, I’ve been to the rainy library. They don’t put plastic on any of the goods. So many waterlogged stacks of books… I remember standing in the...
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Our Lady of the Streets
The city’s rectangular eyes towered over me. Banks and offices whispered to each other forecasts of my movements. They knew I was lost and trying to...
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The Tribulations of Cooles Sugar (I)
Dear Nemisna, You picked the wrong victim. You may not believe me now, but you and your cronies are someday going to run aground on the muscular fact...
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advice to an old enemy (myself)
Old flaws always return in new clothes, with slicker hair and sharper knives. But the old solutions have died or decayed, and you must become ever...
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The Tribulations of Cooles Sugar (II)
Dear Nemisna, I believe that you’re being honest. I believe that you truly mean your lawsuit. Nevertheless, your allegations are slanderous, wily,...
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The Tribulations of Cooles Sugar (End)
Dear Nemisna, I get it: you feel hurt and attacked, and as a result you made some rather unempathetic assumptions about me. These assumptions were...
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The Answer (I)
A true story about a night out with an addict.
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The Answer (II)
True story of a night out with an addict. Second and final part.
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Eternophobe
I did not want to see infinity. In fact, I tried to get her to put it away. That was the problem with N. She could never just relax and pass a...
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- 56 reads