There was a tiny nagging snag at the back of Ben’s brain that the werewolves at the Gubbio, Ohio McDonald’s were hairy hallucinations brought on by his black-market baldness remedy. He’d been swallowing this new drug called Talbexia Arpablast, a supposedly effective cure for male-pattern hair loss. It had not been fully tested or approvedContinue reading “The Peptic Lethargy of the Urban Werewolf”
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Like a Tapir in the Bathtub (redux)
Harvey Flense sat dejected on his favorite barstool, wondering what he did wrong. The blue girl was gone. She left with abrupt indifference. Cocktails gave his words the confidence to come out but as soon as the slurred sounds hit the atmosphere he regretted them. Wanted to reel them back in. Take a retroactive vowContinue reading “Like a Tapir in the Bathtub (redux)”
Crumbling Asphalt 