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Our Hero, in “THE MYSTERY OF DOING A THING”

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And fiendishly back at it, O.H. is, eliciting fiendishly loud clicks from his sector of the dark dorm room. All this after a long hiatus centered roughly around a stupid mindfucky train he’d let through his head a week prior, about how B.O.-stinky undergrads shouldn’t write meta plays for the showcase thing, and how he [...]     Read More →



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Train Hopping

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Who knew the heart could beat with the intensity of a locomotive? Myself. if you can’t count the lug nuts, don’t do it. If you die here they will identify you from a pile of rot jammed between the ten ton tires, a blight on the glimmering top edge of rusted track. Otherwise, what could [...]     Read More →



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Water

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I keep microwaving water while she, my roommate, stands in her periwinkle terrycloth bathrobe, telling me about how the world is going to end. “Don’t you get it? Haven’t you noticed? The heat keeps rising and the sirens are more frequent now. Especially in the mornings.” I take teabags from the orange cardboard box. Our [...]     Read More →