you dont wanna know where i found this song
so when my buddy comes in he just about knocks the door off its hinges—i know because i saw the hinges crying about it later—and he says to me that i gotta go set up the record player for a forty-five.
Flash Fiction
It's a Yes or No Question
You’re not a complainer, are you?
Jason
Jason squats at the edge of the roof, his hands clasped in his lap, his feet the only parts of his body touching anything solid.
The End of the Line
It’s to keep you safe, Miss Shayna says.
Bramble Visitor's Guide
The Bramble Prowlers (Go Prowlers!)
Go Prowlers!
Get ‘em! Get ‘em! Kill ‘em! Get ‘em! Kill ‘em
So What Is It That You Do?
“I clean up.”