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Month: August 2012

Free-Range Fiction: Dog-and-Pony Show

Before he could get his lunch someone called for Attention. Those seated stood; those standing turned towards the sound of the command and assumed the position. In walked the post commander, the corps general, and Senator Joshua T. Williams (R-TX). Inside his head, Tinsley moaned an “Ah fuck.” He could smell the melted cheese which dripped from the side of his burger begin to burn on the grill.

Free-Range Fiction: I’ll Take Monday

As my breathing slowed to something nearing a bus nap, my head was jerked forward, and a spray of iced mocha landed on my head, chest and lap. I looked up and saw the poor schlub whose paper coffee cup was now oscillating between my seat partner’s feet and mine. Sorry, he mouthed and shrugged. The bus driver queued up the p.a. system and apologized for the sudden stop, explaining he had done so in order to avoid a stray dog.

I looked down at my trousers and shook my head, “Curse you, Thursday.”