The Long Home

”He held in his hands a human skull. It was impacted with moss and mud, a salamander curled in an eyesocket, periwinkles clinging like leeches to the worn bone. Bright shards of moss clung to the cranium like perverse green hair. He turned it in his hands. A chunk of the occipital bone had been blow......more

Flirting with a Dead Chicken Motormouth's boss left the grocery store where he worked. Thinking he would be gone a long time, Motormouth got out a dead chicken and had it dancing on the counter top. The boss walked in, saw what he was doing, told him he was disrespectful to the chicken, and fired him......more