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Tomato Child Beneath the Stairs
Ratchet’s Dream Diary — May 15, 2008 I unlock the door to my apartment building, exhausted after a long day at work. As I open the door, I find that Bonnie, my upstairs neighbor, is standing at th...
Leaping Through a Glass Darkly
When did Dr. Samuel Beckett NOT have tits? I am in one of those rare moods. It is a dumb, dumb rage that destroys one’s tolerance for the perception of every single molecule of one’s current exist...
The - - - Story Ever Told
Plaid White Laminate Lard Typecast in textbooks A silky circular creamy scar Turn the fire on Turn the fire on Turn the fire on Orange fuzzy partitions Dividing departments The precipice tipped off A ...
JTK Hoops It Up!
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At Your Service: A Trial of Ordeals
So…it has been confirmed.* I am a real human being, born of this planet. I am on the grid, on the records, in the mix, of the people, more fact than fiction. Bollocks! I have contracted jury dut...
An End
From the highest hill…lies the valley. For all you can see…the sea is still vast. And yet the question remains: where was it that you stepped last? Long and hard—the die long cast—you’ve ...
Out of Time Three Headed Talking Head
Did I ever tell you about… I announce today, on the eve nothing in particular, while we stand at the cusp of nothing more than a few minutes from now, the dawn of a new triumvirate. No figurative ...
Threw Sickness
Mythological amnesiac, woodworked dilettante, and/or hapless banker found upon a lost highway. No beginning and no end, you know neither where it was you left nor where it is you’re going, yet feel...
Hook for a Holiday
Ratchet’s Dream Diary — February 27, 2007: Upon arriving at my parents’ home for Christmas, I walk into the sun porch to find my mother decorating for the holidays. She is hanging a green garlan...
My Brett Favre Retirement Plan
He and I, warmed by the Mississippi sun, each with a magnolia stuck in our hair…spending our time catching, cooking, and eating catfish. And at the end of the day, we’ll look into each other...
The Lost Safari: Part 1
The tale once began like this: I am alone in the middle of the Savage Land…a hidden pocket of untamed life…with only semi-mystical leather pants long ago lost —now found — and a large bowie k...
Head for a Hole
So, you do understand what’s wrong with you — well this time anyway — don’t you? Yes, it seems that all the calcium that you take in, and mind you it’s a small amount — but over time… ...
BirdBeast in Flight
Ratchet’s Dream Diary – November 29, 2007: I am standing at the window of my office in Midtown Manhattan, looking at a white marble building across the street. The white building has 6 holes in th...
Space Is The Place
When I used to – [singing] “Space is the place…” Ahem. All the way back in – [singing] “…space is the place…” GOD DAMN IT! Alirght, already. I dig. Space is the place. It has been...
God Wears Wrath
God wears wrath and the devil can match The product of two and their sum removed One Clear Path One must love the hallowed brilliance of a cigarette Cold and wet Dead and yet… Black and white A tou...
Notes from the debate marathon… bloodlust… nonpartisan camera humping… boredom… Resident Evil
What a day it could have been. Had the football games had any good teams in them, I might have worn my TV out. Still, the touchy-feely, teeth-baring, love-in format of the back-to-back debates were en...