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An endless stream of traffic choking the town, the train took me a few blocks south. My pulse racing as those around me went on with their useless routines, unaware of the scent of death that lingered on my clothes, it wasn’t long before I was heading towards a phone booth situated outside a derelict… Read more
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My tumor is mocking and always there. A spiteful mass of lumps and gristle, throbbing and revolting. Itching and burning, it’s covered with sores that bleed when touched. I can’t sleep anymore because of it, and it talks to me all through the night, the venom of its words too much for me to take.… Read more
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There are times when I don’t feel like writing, but feel as though I have to write something at least. Tonight is one of those nights. I have no opinions to share, nothing to comment upon. I even lack the desire to write something abstract. One of those entries that just roll right off the… Read more
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It’s pissing down outside, and I’m soaking wet. Drenched, my clothes are sticking to my flesh; it’s the worst feeling outside of having pissed myself, but I’ve no energy to do anything about it. Instead, I spend several minutes looking at droplets of rain winding down the window in their abstract manner. Deciding to run… Read more
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Wrapping her pale skin invisibly, it carries with it the scent of dead romance. Shifting from one state to the next. Rock and sand, hidden wells and bones. Speeding past with no history to speak of, a landscape reeking of death and carrion. Spirits hiding in the shadows of heat and nudity. Killers picking off… Read more
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Shards of glass dancing in the air, the first shot hit her just below the naval. The parking lot pulsating with energy, I fired twice more in quick succession striking the brunette both times in the throat. Blood spraying all over the guy beside her, I went ahead and fired the rest of the clip… Read more
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With the sun pounding down outside, I left behind the view of the new horizon. Heading into the bedroom and grabbing the gun from the chest of drawers, my hands trembled with excitement knowing what was to unfold in the coming hours. For a second, I doubted what I intended to pull off. It was… Read more
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Stirring from sleep, I try to recapture the fragments of her smile, but they’re already fading away as the last streaks of light leave the sky outside. Getting up, my balls begin to ache, as does my throat. Looking out the window, I imagine walking the streets of the town I left behind long ago.… Read more
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Daylight shines through the blinds. The window’s open- has been all night. No doubt the spiders have been scuttling in and crawling into my mouth. They’re in my head, wrapping my brain in cobwebs. Stumbling out of bed, I go to the bathroom and urinate. In the mirror, I see a mess of a man.… Read more
Author S. K. Nicholas 