Tammi and the Toymaker

Her day began to slide out of control with the presentation of underwear.  Skimpy, low-rise panties, to be exact.  It became obvious in retrospect but at the time, held high, a pair of dusty, plump hands in the leg holes, it still felt like a game.  A heavy thumb print marred the panties’ perfect whiteness…

jail cell

Blood Will Out

Those lists you see of things you’re supposed to do before you die, many include spending a night in jail.  I suppose the thinking is something like, you haven’t really taken anything to the limit if the cops haven’t noticed.  Arrested at Mardi Gras for being too drunk, that’s funny.  Protesting something you hate, that’s…

kease surrounded

The Final Run

Kease knew he had to ease up on the throttle but he could no longer think clearly.  The street rippled before his eyes.  The sound of his cycle, once as familiar as his own breath, screamed beneath him like a banshee.  His head pulsed against his helmet, his body ran with sweat.  After hundreds of…

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Bobby Worried at Killing the Man

Bobby worried at killing the man. He intended to put the fright into Tony Falcon, nothing more.  It shouldn’t have been difficult, Bobby clearing six four and two thirty, Tony Falcon five ten in heeled shoes and a hundred seventy pounds after a big meal.  Looking at him across the dim bar, surrounded by laughing…

Hiawatha Gave Us Democracy, Columbus Gave Us Slavery

I tell myself I’ve been waiting to see if anyone else would show up when what I’m really doing is trying to grow some balls.  I should’ve made a poster.  It would be way easier to slap up a poster without being seen.  Easy to tear down, too, which is why I’ve gone for Plan…