You find
a computer
in the woods
with a glow
you feel
under your skin.
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WHAAAAT…Chill Monsters 2.mnstr
“Yo Diega, wanna do burgers?” “Yeah.” “What are you doing?” “Hot or Not Yoga. I’m killin’ it. Wait, did you say burgers? What about Oochie’s Pizza?” “YEEEESSSS, oh my god,” whispered Estelle, through clenched teeth and throat. “I need some wasabi breadsticks or I am going. To. Die. Right. Here. On. The. Floor…Blood spasm.” “I…
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Hat of Infinity.hro
Most people lucky enough to find something fantastic or mystic, glory perverts, are bags of hot carnival goldfish when it comes to figuring out what to do with it. They’re all, “Oh, darn, set the Hammer of Vulcan on the back of my toilet and it went straight through all seven floors of my apartment…
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Techno-Tele-Path-Kinetic.hro
It got too loud in the city. It was deafening. I couldn’t breathe. Like my brain was too scrambled to remember that I needed to breathe. It used to be thrilling. I was plugged in, controlling an ocean of hard memory. Feeling validated every time it moved in the same current as my thoughts. I…
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Vampires at Holiday World.mnstr
“Whatever, Dad. You used to murder.” “We can’t help how we’re raised, only how we build on it. Why do you think you’ve never had to murder anyone?” “Cause it’s not the 1860’s.” “Yeah, it’s not the 1860’s and me and your mother never made you do it. We worked to give you what we…
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TV Gleam 2.hro
It isn’t instantaneous what happens to a boy stuck in a field of light The brightness saturating everything whiteness without end If he’s strong enough he’ll become static A frequency of light and darkness The light path cools and fades. A man seizes and screams on the cold metal floor. His mind hasn’t caught up…
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WHAAAAT…Chill Monsters.mnstr
“Hey Diega, so is the Bermuda Triangle your mom or your dad?” asked Gary. “It’s complicated.” “Cool. You two are a trip, man. A grey and a triangle, uh, person. Roommates. Just livin’ like everyone else. Crazy thing.” “Don’t you have laser eyes or something?” asked Estelle. “You mean the Doom Gaze? It’s not lasers.…
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B-Foot Central.moon
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deep house.mnstr
he emerged from his game- day basement, eyes fraught with gloomy wonder of the final championship. outside the sun was blasting cancer beams and house music. this made bobby knight squint, frown with generation gap. knight strolled down the cul-de-sac with his lab, buckeye, till, through his tracksuit, he felt the fangs of the sun…
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