A mail carrier, a postie, a letter carrier Walked into a bar. Smittie wiped his rag slowly down the bar, one eye on the newcomer, the other in the mirror, debating how he'd parted his hair that morning. (It had been a tortuous argument, between him and himself, the comb dancing from left side to … Continue reading Dead Loving Office
Category: Menace
Some Growth
Midnight. The minute hand clicks to the right, underscores the hour. Outside second story tenement, a car passes through puddles, beams of light passing over bedroom walls, ceiling. The tick tock of the clock. The scratching of the mice. 3 am. Guns snap in the alley, there are moans. Quietly close, and lock the window. Grip … Continue reading Some Growth
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