Fiction
from THE ABYSS OF HUMAN ILLUSION
By Gilbert SorrentinoMundane things, pitiful in their mundane assertiveness, their sad isolation. Kraft French dressing, glowing weirdly orange through its glass bottle, a green glass bowl of green salad, a bottle of Worcestershire sauce, its paper wrapper still on.
Tragic Strip
By T. MotleyDid You Fart, Mommy?
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