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StoryThe Author Chooses His Own Adventure the-real-jaw41 year 1 month ago
StoryRise and Fall of the One-Man Empire the-real-jaw51 year 8 months ago
StoryThe Stumble the-real-jaw41 year 8 months ago
StoryMessage from the Devil (Vibrations in a Red Crystal) the-real-jaw11 year 9 months ago
StorySome Days Even Water Gives Me a Hangover the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
StoryEternophobe the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
StoryThe Answer (II) the-real-jaw11 year 9 months ago
StoryThe Answer (I) the-real-jaw31 year 9 months ago
CollectionPersonal Favourites the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
StoryThe Rainy Library the-real-jaw31 year 9 months ago
StorySkyworms, or the Man Who Disproved Sleep the-real-jaw51 year 9 months ago
StoryO O the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
StoryOur Lady of the Streets the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
Storyyou the-real-jaw01 year 9 months ago
Storydancing in a cage wheeled through a forest of eyes the-real-jaw41 year 9 months ago
Storycradled over cold rails into the 21st century the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Parking-Garage Ark the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Chief Managing Director Has a Few Requests the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Liar the-real-jaw31 year 10 months ago
Storythe criminal dream of an employee the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Insemination the-real-jaw21 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Freshness of the First and Foremost of the Finest of the Lines the-real-jaw11 year 10 months ago
StoryThe Parasite Pities Its Host the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
CollectionProse the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago
CollectionPoetry the-real-jaw01 year 10 months ago

My stories

cradled over cold rails into the 21st century

Hello, I’m Stef-Stef Whacket, and I come from your planet, just another sperm walking this flooded toilet, frankensteined from genetic alphabet and...

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...
Cherry

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...

The Chief Managing Director Has a Few Requests

I I want a dirtier sunset with tar and molten waste Got it? Give me sewer pipes that spew and rusty black scaffolding dewed with distillate of...
Cherry

The Liar

Honest autobiographical piece about trying to live as an artist in 2018.
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