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20 Jan 2020
Corey slipped his hand into the puppet’s back, like he had done many times with the doctor who made him talk about Michael and bathtubs and redness. His breath and stomach squeezed whenever he reached into dark, invisible places.
13 Jan 2020
After the full-body suspension is over—has it been months, a few years?—we are still in casings. They’re thin and brittle. Like garlic exteriors or dried-out electrical tape that’s lost its sticky.
6 Jan 2020
Many years from now, in a land far from here, two men will fall in love.
16 Dec 2019
Remember your surroundings and protect your organs. Grab on to the edges of the universe and try to stay, to avoid further damage, to breathe. Not panicked breaths; slow ones, the kind you need when the world is rushing towards you, piling up.
9 Dec 2019
“Full ahead, Mister Sal,” says Moore. I grit my teeth and force the Anastasis forward. The engines, the strongest of any ship I’ve ever steered, screech and whine like dying things. The nightgaunts are ten deep around us and it’s like flying through tar.
2 Dec 2019
Winter has finally ended, and here you are, on the first day of summer, stuffing your pink feet into the sand.
19 Nov 2019
I should tell you about the gods, yes? Good setting for it. Here in the desert, hunger and thirst sharpen the soul.
11 Nov 2019
Osnat went back to talk to the dybbuk again.
21 Oct 2019
I don’t exit this world; it’s the only way I sleep. One of two boys in the darkness, hanging our feet off the ledge, staring at nothing.
14 Oct 2019
Two in the morning in the booth of an all-night diner a block off Santa Monica Boulevard, and I was trying to convince the Great Mandini to tell me his secrets.
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