satire
TagYankee Candle Impotence
I was depressed and one Saturday got drunk enough to drive to the Yankee Candle nestled in the strip mall on Grape Road.
The Truce / The Stoning of the Clown
The air is fresh from the last rain.
Gassing Urban Populations
I wonder if the orchestrator
Of these repetitive tragedies
Is thinking to conduct a war –
Dressing My Words Like a Modern Poet
One after another, the rejections arrive.
Amok and the Invisible Man
On the island of Java there is a condition in which a man will fly into a sudden and uncontrollable rage.
Podcast People
The masturbators prep their organs; the podcast has yet to play.
Emoji: A Level-Headed Look
The English language functions identically to a death cult.
TPK
You start in a tavern.
The Neurotic’s Court
No official state decree or police order holds me in my room, but I feel a sense of responsibility to remain locked inside, to prevent the spread of a novel disease, whose name saturates every news feed, bulletin, and information source available.
Triple Ply Pandemic
It was day 146 when they finally journeyed outside into the still eerie air and desolate night.