Relax She said smile, relax, don’t think. And here we are, ten thousand feet to the ground, and the parachute won’t open. Well, yes, I guess I could smile. A bad night It was a bad night to be caught having sex in an alley with a transvestite hooker. Knowing the police would leak the […]
A room in a hotel, in some Dublin neighborhood. He’s sitting on the edge of the bed. The leprechaun is sitting on the floor, red eyes, fallen hat, three empty pints of Guinness lying close to him (another seven went lost through the night). There’s no rainbow, only some vomit on the floor. A second […]
The innocent five-year-old kid is holding the gun with both hands. The killer smiles at her. He shouldn’t have left the gun on the table when he went to piss, but it’s ok. The inoccent five-year-old kid can hardly hold it. The killer, very slowly, leans over her and speaks. It’s ok, nothing’s wrong, gimme […]
Flash-fiction about eternal repetition.