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Louie’s Luscious Little Lemons

“Try this one Margie.” Louie said, holding up the tiny yellow fruit between his thumb and index finger. It was half an inch long. “You’re gonna love it.”
I pinched the miniature lemon from in-between his chubby fingers, and took a closer look. The surface was yellow and waxy, with tiny dimples evenly spaced across the [...]

Keith’s Karmic Kaftan

“It’s not a dress,” Keith said to her, “it’s a goddamn Kaftan.” The exasperation in his voice was total.
Jennifer took a step back to give the outfit a more thorough examination. The majority of it was made from a thick, almost puffy, rough yellow silk that made it drape down in stiff lines, obliterating the [...]

Jake’s Jinxed Jalopy

It was an awful looking machine: Two decades old, and too broken down to be considered anything but a piece of crap. The original golden paint was worn away, leaving marbled streaks of white and dark in the steel. The seats were threadbare, with the ones in the back spilling chunks of brown and crumbling [...]

Ike’s Inks

With just four colors Ike can see it all.
Patterns on paper absorbing and reflecting light. Unreal images perceived as if they were true, tricking the mind, engaging the imagination in vicarious perception. The images lock into Ike’s brain, connecting with the human mind’s relentless need to parse, perceive, and resolve everything it sees. His hunger [...]

Harry’s Horrible Handbag

Slung over Harry’s left shoulder, the handbag looked completely ridiculous. It wasn’t simply that a fake leather purse was a terrible accessory for 50-year-old man, it was that his attempt to make it appear as if he didn’t care that he was carrying a handbag made it painfully obvious that he did.
The handles were squeezed [...]

Gary and the Gift of Gab

That club elf… A goddamn Faeire in an imp-tailored suit, hanging around, looking unnaturally awesome, scooping up virgins, and selling pixie dust to kids too stupid to realize that when someone is offering you something for nothing in a New York City nightclub, it’s always too good to be true. Because if you’re in a [...]

Fearless Freddy Forty-Four

Freddy forty-four is fearless. He runs towards danger, never away, as reckless and as deadly as any creature can be when he has nothing left to lose.
He sees a solider in a nearby yard, the pink hands and head poking out of the drab green fatigues. The enemy runs when he sees him, and Freddy [...]

Utoth Undercover

Utoth covered the clearing in three thundering steps, each one shaking the earth below him. Animals scattered into the nearby forest, and flocks of exotic birds rose into the air. He instinctually tried to eat them as they flew by, his wide jaws snapping at the movement. He was mostly successful, although the tiny morsels [...]

Ethel’s Emissary, Edward

The old man sighed as he opened the leather tube on his saddle and took another look at the “golden” scroll case it contained. When he had left the castle it had been festooned with ribbons and seals, a message of abject groveling and capitulation dressed up like a present. The case had been beaten [...]

Carl’s Clothing (and mustache)

THE HAT
A well-worn, white, panama straw hat. There is a grubby stain near the rim where Carl grabs it when he tips it up and leers at the ladies as they walk by. His eyes never leave their chest.
THE MUSTACHE
Thick and full, it is a salt and pepper caterpillar that rolls and squirms underneath his [...]

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