Tag Archives: prose

Story #55 – Koan

Posted on April 10, 2020 by brokeMC

“It feels like a dream, doesn’t it? She stared off into the clouds but I knew she wasn’t talking about the clouds. Still I wasn’t sure what to say. I looked at the green river flowing far below our dangling … Continue reading →

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Story #54 – my earliest memories

Posted on April 5, 2020 by brokeMC

My earliest memories are of Brazil. This makes sense because I lived in Brazil from 1980-1984. I was aged 1 through 3 years old and somewhere in that span my consciousness really spun up and started weaving electricity in my … Continue reading →

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Story #52 – Woodpecker

Posted on May 29, 2019 by brokeMC

Trevor was getting too old to cut down trees. He had done it his whole life, from the time he first picked up an axe his parents had him out in the forest working with his father. When he was … Continue reading →

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Story #47 – Jimbo’s Dilemma

Posted on May 9, 2019 by brokeMC

Jimbo Jankovich had no idea what was going on. Stepping in Larry Sharpstein’s office was like walking into a time capsule that hadn’t been dug up yet. Nothing in the room spoke of the current era save his cell phone … Continue reading →

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Story #46 – She would live.

Posted on May 6, 2019 by brokeMC

“GET A JOB!” Joana looked up and watched the man walk away down the block. He didn’t look back. He didn’t have to. His words hung over her like a cloud. The square of his black jacket a dismissing punctuation. … Continue reading →

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Story #41 – Woke Pissing Contest /or/ More Woke Than Most

Posted on April 25, 2019 by brokeMC

Let me start this off by saying that we were both drunk, but he was waaaaay drunker than me. We were going back and forth, me and Trevon, for over an hour: “I NEVER let any of my white friends … Continue reading →

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Story # 38 – The Weird Thing

Posted on April 22, 2019 by brokeMC

Uncle Gene was just coming back from the bar with a fresh round of beers. he was wearing a blue shirt with red flowers on it that I had gotten him when I went to Hawaii to study the medicinal … Continue reading →

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Story #37 – Mean Time

Posted on April 16, 2019 by brokeMC

Andy has memorized twenty-seven knots. He can easily show you the difference between a davy knot and a double turtle. He knows ten different hitch knots as well as various bends, slings, and splices. He started learning them when he … Continue reading →

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Story #36 – she disappeared into herself

Posted on April 15, 2019 by brokeMC

The building was an old dentist or funeral home. We figured this out because as we were loading in our amps and guitars and drums from the van we passed through an area with tiled floors and an adjacent room … Continue reading →

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Story #31 – Vieques part 3

Posted on April 3, 2019 by brokeMC

It was near the end of my two week stay on the island, but two more of our Brooklynite friends had just arrived. It was night time and we greeted them at the ferry port with a couple of beers … Continue reading →

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