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‘The Night We Drove Old Terry Down’

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New flash, now up at Jellyfish Review

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‘The Sac That Was Our Living Room Ceiling’

(my 4th winner at Ad Hoc Fiction )

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The flat upstairs.  It’s their escaped water, low slung in the sac that was our living room ceiling.   Icy cold drops sweat along the pregnant plaster, grow plump, fall down – we had to move the couch.   The floorboards are dotted with filling bowls.  Some day (or night) soon, the whole lot’s going to finally burst.

My family nag me to call the landlord but I hate confrontation.  I say I’ll call him tomorrow, after the weekend, after Christmas.  I know they’re losing respect for me over this.  I hate that I’m supposed to be the one to deal with problems.  This isn’t our country.  I don’t like to make waves.   Meanwhile, the sagging over our heads undulates and sways with its own incomprehensible tides..   Icy cold drops sweat along the pregnant plaster, grow plump, fall down – we had to move the couch.   The floorboards are dotted with filling bowls.  Some day (or night) soon, the whole lot’s going to finally burst.

My family nag me to call the landlord but I hate confrontation.  I say I’ll call him tomorrow, after the weekend, after Christmas.  I know they’re losing respect for me over this.  I hate that I’m supposed to be the one to deal with problems.  This isn’t our country.  I don’t like to make waves.   Meanwhile, the sagging over our heads undulates and sways with its own incomprehensible tides.

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New flash ‘Ally McBealzebub’

now up at Twisted Sister Lit Mag.   Star-studded pop culture meltdown comedy Horror… Hope you enjoy!

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