TOWN WITH NO CHEER
It rained hard that night. It rained hard every night.

The killer dragged knife blade across the grass. The blood stain arched around his feet like a one track mind rainbow. Next to it, the corpse was steaming, but still. He put the knife away and walked over to where it lie. He lifted it onto his shoulders and left the scene. The rain would take care of the rest >>>

INCUBATOR
Mary got mixed up with Yoshi sometime in the summer and by fall she was already knocked up. Yoshi begged and pleaded with Mary to get the abortion, but Mary told Yoshi, very clearly, to "fuck off!" >>>

THE VILLAGER
The spider, where he began, from a middle, with labyrinthine thoughts; the beginnings between legs, all eight of them, praying.  He looked out from that middle, and he seemed to be floating; not only floating, but arranging himself, displaying himself, preparing himself for the time he would spend here, building something out of himself.

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LEDGE
A young man sat on the edge of curb, the barrel of a gun buried deep in his mouth.  The end of it might have been touching his brain, and probably was.  A couple people walked past, but it didn’t seem to matter to anybody that the young man wished to wipe himself clean from the planet. >>>

LITTLE DREAMS OF JESUS
"I remember… when I was a little kid… looking up in the sky, you know… just lying there in the grass… at night.  The sky was so littered with starts that it was fucking white... just white… beautiful.  And then, wham…"

"What?"

"The exploding star." >>>

DRUNK TANK
Paul Pixley thrust his fists at the air, at the night.  It beat puking on his shoes.

Still, no matter how drunk he became, there remained the image of his bitch girlfriend fucking Hugh Lansky. >>>