What We Leave Behind
Holes mark the wall where our memories used to hang. Now just dust outlines.
Journaling June: Fourteen Word Story
Journaling June: Horror Flash Fiction.
I’m doing my girlfriend doggy style when I notice the flashing red lights of my autistic twin brother’s velcro shoes from under the closet door. Wait a minute. I don’t have an autistic twin brother. And even if I did, I live alone.
Journaling June: Bad Bunny Primer
My name is Butch. I’m a bad bunny. I’m Aeryk’s bad bunny.
(what’s a bad bunny?)
You know Calvin & Hobbes, right? Specifically, Hobbes, the toy tiger/imaginary friend? Well, that’s me, except I’m not an imaginary friend, though Aeryk does have a cute little stuffed doll of me (see the featured image). It doesn’t come to life like Hobbes does for Calvin. Rather, Aeryk sees his doll as a physical manifestation of me. He thinks of it as a kind of totem in which he can capture my essence after some hocus pocus ritual, or some such derivative Stephen King crap.
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