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Read more Poem: The Tears Of Pre-Ejaculation (in Dialect and Idiom)

Nathan’s mouth cancer got worse. It was the cigarettes of course and the futility and the lies he had to face within the system. When the mouth cancer first appeared like that oyster shaped and white coloured thing that it was, Nathan thought he had AIDS. Google said you’ve got AIDS! He should see the…

Read more Short story: The Futile System Of Dr Willy Overman

Nathan was disappointed for a moment as the realisation sunk in that they had satirised the planet by killing. So much killing had saturated the planet through the media of television and movies and newspapers that Christianity had all but faded into a whimper. It was true the world had finished with a whimper and…

Read more Short story: Auntie Pandora 2: The Gaslight Plot

“Don’t go there, don’t go near there,” said Ma Joad. Where the answer was the barman and the new manager of the Moon City Hotel. If you do go there wear comfortable shoes unlike Nathan’s tight sneakers. Nathan’s arsehole reputation and his shoes were too tight and they preceded him like the cheap clothes he…

Read more Short story: Venom and Larceny at the Moon City Hotel

Stuck at home watching Pam and Felicity solve another extraordinary overrated crime, Pandora made another cup of tea before being anally probed by her none too girted husband in the bedroom where she had slept alone for far too many years. Her anal fixation came and went like her memories. It was not complete, or…

Read more Short story: Auntie Pandora the Nutty and Frustrated Housewife

He kissed her over the proposed palliative care bed. It was a smack really and their lips had never met between them this way during their lives and it would never happen again this way. There had been pecks on the cheek but never one on the lips for such length. A smack. Nathan stood…

Read more Short story: I Saw The Rapture…

Nathan cried his rapture to the Gods… and they were prepared to listen and take note. It was a personal experience of taste and tenderness. It was the tale of snails or oysters. He listened to his social worker speak to him at the pub. He had a new one this time and he was…

Read more Short story: Dance of the Oysters

Anne’s vibrator broke down and so did Anne. “Why now?,” she gasped at the point of orgasm. “Perhaps it’s the batteries again,” said her lover and second in command at the mental health unit whose name was Pippi. “What mischief shall we get up to today?,” asked Pippi. “I have my idee fixe as you…

Read more Short story: The Case of Doctor Cattarh and Professor Lithium