Flash Fiction

Fiction

Game Over

Jack wakes up. He looks out the window of his DC apartment. Eastern Market. He’s got a decent job as a legislative aid for his congresswoman...

Poetry

Wednesdays

How are you today? How’s your self care? Shut the fuck up you fucking bureaucrat Even if you did give a shit I wouldn’t give a shit that ...

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After two weeks of thinking minimalist, talking minimalist, breathing   minimalist(!) I dream of buying groceries   in a superstore, ...