Category Archives: Fiction

Moonman Stories

Moonman Stories

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“Because it’s winter and the pond is frozen like glass and there’s the hard press of atmosphere and the air turns white with snow falling through the orbit of his faraway home.more

Apocrypha

Apocrypha

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“A couple of grown-up crack babies, crazy as hell. The third one has an air about him like he doesn’t belong down here, like he ought to be pulling that suitcase through an airport in Vegas or Miamimore

Respect

Respect

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“Everyone was watching, at that point. I was watching too. I should have intervened, because animals on the playground—dogs, cats, snakes, even raccoons sometimes—it happens a lot.more

Head

Head

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“He was aware of the physical world, but from a distance, as if he had plunged into a deep hole. He no longer conceived of either his hand or the receiver; he only sensed, wordlessly, that a distant part of himself stood in contact with an object, and that object should be used for destruction.more

Catfight

Catfight

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“There was a small chalkboard with over/under odds written across the top. If he got through all thirty-four cats in ten minutes he won seven thousand dollars. That was the dealmore

Drunken Pony Blues

Drunken Pony Blues

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“Say you have a recurring nightmare where you see jets, planes, all manner of flying machines, and all of them crash. Eventually you come to understand, even while asleep, that any machine in flight is going to disintegrate in a fiery ball before your eyesmore

Charlie’s

Charlie’s

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“I’ve stood on top of mountains and I’ve been inside of Charlie’s at two p.m. with the rest of the dregs. That girl crossing the street, the bleach blonde who’s seen better days? She’s taken a piece right out of memore

Courting the Un-Bob

Courting the Un-Bob

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“Beer Bob is my go-to Bob, my everyday Bob. He’ll come over and we’ll drink a beer. He’s also Working Bob—meaning really working, not just farting around on the computermore

Tracking the War

Tracking the War

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“Once omnipotent in our relationship, my father now felt like all he could do for his son was feed himmore

Must Be, No Reason

Must Be, No Reason

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“I wasn’t moved by compassion to save your life so much as a desire to kill those dogs,” I said againmore