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March 13, 2019 | Fiction

Sour

Chelsey Grasso

The porn gets boring. The plants start to die. I call up the daycare and ask for a job that they will not give back to me. He doesn’t come again.

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Here I Am Lord photo

March 12, 2019 | Fiction

Here I Am Lord

Ifer Moore

I’d scratch them by stretching out my fingers wide like cheerleading jazz hands and rub them up and down aggressively along our itchy wall to wall carpeted floors.

In Preparation for Radiation photo

March 11, 2019 | Fiction

In Preparation for Radiation

John Oliver Hodges

Being Jack’s a guy, he’s also tasked with the act of pulling my ass apart when needed so the Radiation Oncologist, Dr. Katz, a short petite woman of prissy demeanor who does her ass work in civilian clothes, even while wearing heels and a tiny purse strapped across her midsection, can insert her finger.

The Serial Shitter photo

March 9, 2019 | Fiction

The Serial Shitter

Kyle Swensen

Four days after the initial shit, another pile of human shit was found, this time by the foreman himself, who was checking the inventory of an item located in an ill-lit and rarely visited corner of the warehouse. He immediately called a meeting.