Posts tagged literary fiction
Trucker's Atlas

Nick Hamsun parked the truck down in the cul-de-sac, where he sometimes did when it was late and didn’t want to wake Anna, but tonight it was because the front room lights were on and it was clear someone else was living in his house.

Nick had known something like this was happening, or at least he was sure it might very well happen sometime, so he wasn’t exactly surprised by it. He’d known plenty of guys who’d come home to such scenes.

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Letter to Judge Jabota, Sixth Draft

Dear Judge,

It was my idea to write this, although my lawyer has helped in the actual writing. I went to summer camp once, it was some kind of initiative to help inner city youth. There were only a handful of us there from inner cities, the rest was wealthy suburban kids.(wealthier than us anyway) I made a friend named Randy. He had a black momma and a white daddy, so he was light skinned too.

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Count Saint Germain

The last time I had any semblance of companionship was in 1948. I’d come from Europe to California after the war with a group of soldiers, a bunch of guys who couldn’t re-adapt to society. Some had seen too much, haunted by the deaths of their friends, by the killing they’d done. They would wake in the middle of the night in pools of sweat gasping for air and stare listlessly in their waking hours at the shades and phantoms only they could see, their own personal hells only others who had witnessed so much death could relate to; a manic numbness, a shivering of the grey matter at high frequency, an immersion into the gory underpinnings of reality.

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