Pharmaceutical Topography

The pill has its own ontology. Its scored bisection is not just a pharmaceutical convenience but a goddamn epistemological event horizon. Fifteen milligrams. Twice daily.

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It Begins

Before you, in the tree that was at your back, there sits a snowy owl. You stop and stand there, looking at each other, two sets of eyes, yellow and brown. Two animals in the dark. Then he blinks, turns his head, and takes to the air. You stay there for a moment. You wonder what color your daughter’s eyes will be.

Yankee Slut

Surely, he must have been good in bed. He must have been SPECTACULAR, really, if I was so willing to haul ass up to Yonkers to sleep with him. You would be mistaken.

The Fifth

Did you ever stand in the Military Expenditures room of the United Nations headquarters and see the minute-to-minute report of weapons expenses around the world?

Bad Men

For their crimes against language, he charged them four times the amount.

Girl In The Pink Sweater

She locked the door to the small stall and cried. She peed. Then she went upstairs and smiled as she sat back down.

Haunted

The bell rings with contentment. That’s one of the things I picked up early. As long as I’ve got an egg and an onion, her mind just kind of fills in the rest. It’s not actually hunger, just the memory of it.