contents read part eight He trudges up the road to the strip club. It’s behind the gasoline alley just off the freeway. Blacked out box in a big gravel lot. Big bright sign, though. Way up high to light the way from the freeway. Cowgirlz. Lap Dances. Buffet. Steve was right. It doesn’t open until … Continue reading Road Trip – part nine
Road Trip – part eight
contents read part seven The car is parked well back in a dirt lot behind an automotive repair shop. It’s a big lot. No shortage of real estate here. None of it worth having. The car is tucked away amongst dead cars and trucks slowly being stripped for parts. Rusting scrap. Smashed wrecks and broken-down … Continue reading Road Trip – part eight
Road Trip – part seven
contents read part six He walks down the road, heading east. In another man’s shoes. Some other hobo’s blown-out sneakers. They are just a bit too small. Not twenty minutes of walking and his toes are hurting. He hears the car pull up behind him. Knows the rumble of her motor better than he knows … Continue reading Road Trip – part seven
Road Trip – part six
contents read part five The abyss eventually recedes. With it being the abyss, there is no way to know how long that takes. In the abyss there is no time. There is no self. There is no point of reference to base anything on. There is only a void that becomes briefly perceptible as it … Continue reading Road Trip – part six
Road Trip – part five
contents read part four They drive on. She keeps turning around to stare out the back window. “We better get off the road for a bit. The cops are gonna be out on this soon. Probably,” she says. “Yes. Do you know a good spot?” he asks. She looks around for a second and snaps … Continue reading Road Trip – part five
Road Trip – part four
contents read part three On the road again, heading back to the gas station. The fuel gauge is reading empty, but he is pretty sure they have just enough. They might not make it, but what the fuck. She’s small. She can steer while he pushes. She is back to playing with her Zippo. Flicking … Continue reading Road Trip – part four
Road Trip – part three
contents read part two The banjo song ends, eventually. Ahab does not notice. When he finally realizes the banjo is gone, some musical burnout is on the radio talking about the song in his soft, smug, broadcaster’s voice. Inflicting a history lesson longer than the song itself. She shuts the radio off. He turns the … Continue reading Road Trip – part three
Road Trip – part two
Contents read part one He starts the car. Revs the engine up, so that its torque rocks the car on its performance suspension. This excites the woman in the passenger seat. He drops the clutch and spins donuts in the lot, spraying gravel and dust. The woman squeals like a teenager. She screams like a … Continue reading Road Trip – part two
Road Trip – part one
Contents The Gideons have left a Bible in the room. That and a bottle of whiskey get him through the first night. It is a rough night. It is a rough room. Full of old smells and stains. A white plastic ashtray had been placed next to the white plastic No Smoking sign screwed down … Continue reading Road Trip – part one
The Children of Stron – part 183
table of contents - (spoilers) read part 182 Choke was on the walkway above the north gate when the ambush squad returned. As they approached the gate, Peep gave a loud all-clear whistle to alert him. Choke came down and opened up the gate with the soldier he was guarding it with. The man was … Continue reading The Children of Stron – part 183
Muse Vassal 