I knock on room 42, as we had been instructed, and the door swings open on its own. My eyes dilate to the dark room, and though Willy LaForge is not here now, there is evidence that he has been recently. The muted television is turned to local news, and I remember he always liked … Continue reading Even drug mules expect clean sheets after a long day.
“Yes. This has been the worst vacation ever.”
I steer towards town. “We're going back to the interstate?” asks Colletta. “Not yet,” I say. “I have an old score to settle.” “I don't like the sound of that,” she says. “He killed Apollo,” I say. At the Chuck E Cheese's I demand to see the manager. “Roscoe isn't here yet,” says the amiable … Continue reading “Yes. This has been the worst vacation ever.”
What’s wrong with these people?
That night we pull into Texas. I have only been back once since the fire that killed my twin brother Apollo. My family refuses to acknowledge that it ever happened. Pictures of the two of us have been painstakingly photo-shopped so that in each one where once my brother sat there is now a picture … Continue reading What’s wrong with these people?
Perfect Hunger by Mark Miller in this edition of Broadkill Review
"All I want is to be strapped down to a planet hurtling madly through space toward oblivion, afraid at any second I will fly off, amazingly alive with wide-awakened senses."@AuthorMarkMill1 https://t.co/OSNcOk0qyf?amp=1
As Always I am Helpless
“OK, say you have always wanted to eat Gwyneth Paltrow but realize that cannibalism is wrong. You would stalk her and when she is asleep or passed out or otherwise unsuspecting, you swab some part of her body that has bacteria on it--” “All of her body has bacteria on it.” “Right, I know. But … Continue reading As Always I am Helpless
Author Mark Miller 