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Crumbling Asphalt: July 2015
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Thursday, July 30, 2015. I'm stranded in an area so rural, so remote, that I don’t recognize any of the product brands on the shelves of the general store (the only. Store). Healey’s Dead Duck. Barbara Lemieux’s Sugar-Therapy. A whole line of Vulture-Stain. Condiments (no relish, but seven different kinds of ketchup). Fibromitosis. Mixed Nuts. Abe Lincoln’s Corpse. Brand beef jerky. Raw Sewage Coffee. Links to this post. Wednesday, July 29, 2015. Sketch by Lisa Carver.
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Crumbling Asphalt: 25 Lives
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Monday, August 3, 2015. 25 Lives by Lisa Carver. I'm one of the twenty-five people that were interviewed for this book. I talk about cancer, drinking and suicide. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Good for what ails ya! This book will impale ya! Unwind on the Go! View my complete profile. Secret Museum of Mankind. Cosmic Retribution: The Infernal Art of Joe Coleman. Tagged: literary-fiction and postmodern. Tagged: postmodern and literary-fiction. Grains in the Pavement.
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Crumbling Asphalt: January 2015
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Saturday, January 31, 2015. Paquita's Gumballs in A cappella Zoo #12. Captions are for suckers. The party was over, the gumballs gone, and scraps of Paquita’s childhood littered the floor like spent confetti. Some of the scraps rustled when she moved as if trying to grab her attention, others just sat, waiting to be discovered. These were the patches of the past that attracted her most - the cool, still memories. The gumball memories. Links to this post. Get me out of here!
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Crumbling Asphalt: Forever Blowing Bubbles
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Tuesday, June 2, 2015. The woman we called Bubble Girl lived with her strange family on the edge of a small nameless lake and sometimes we’d see her swimming. She swam through all the seasons except winter. She wore a black, 19. We spent about an hour splashing in the water and laughing. We used to throw sand at the hovering dragonflies, pretending they were WWI biplanes, making whistling bomb sounds with each hurled scatter of sand. 8220;Any minute now.”. The bubbles kept...
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Crumbling Asphalt: May 2015
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Thursday, May 21, 2015. A spare winter sun leached somber gray light into the sleeping world and he looked out at a sky locked behind cold steel, waiting for the first snowflakes to fall. A fearsome blizzard was coming. The thermometer outside the window read 18 degrees. Standing in his kitchen, he could see his breath. Spots of frost decorated the inside panes. 160; . 160; . He thought to himself, Come on, get up there, get. Onward and upward into his throbbing head.
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Crumbling Asphalt: Harpo and the Doghouse Tattoo
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Thursday, July 23, 2015. Harpo and the Doghouse Tattoo. Orking on another collection of stories. Tentative title: Leaves from the Smorgasbord. Watch this space for details. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Good for what ails ya! This book will impale ya! Unwind on the Go! View my complete profile. Secret Museum of Mankind. Cosmic Retribution: The Infernal Art of Joe Coleman. Tagged: literary-fiction and postmodern. Tagged: postmodern and literary-fiction.
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Crumbling Asphalt: August 2015
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Tuesday, August 25, 2015. Biff cut himself because his name was Biff. That’s what he told his mother anyway. 8220;I didn’t name you,” she said. 8220;I wasn’t blaming you. I’m just saying.”. 8220;How are you going to get a date for the prom with cuts all over your arms? 8220;It’s not just my arms.”. 8220;Whatever.”. 8220;Do I look like a good contender for the prom? 8221; He shrugged. “I’m not going to the prom.”. 8220;I went to my prom.”. 8220;Time for what? I will be appe...
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Crumbling Asphalt: Confessions of a Hallucinating Patient No. 1
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Sunday, August 9, 2015. Confessions of a Hallucinating Patient No. 1. And there was nothing there. The room was empty. So I rang for the nurse and gave her a hard time. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Good for what ails ya! This book will impale ya! Unwind on the Go! View my complete profile. Secret Museum of Mankind. Cosmic Retribution: The Infernal Art of Joe Coleman. Tagged: literary-fiction and postmodern. Tagged: postmodern and literary-fiction. Darker in the Light.
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Crumbling Asphalt: February 2015
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The blog of author Hank Kirton. Tuesday, February 24, 2015. Had been carved into his mind. Forever. He didn’t know that would happen. A seagull screamed overhead. Matt looked up but the dense, dreary fog made it impossible to see anything in the sky. Sudden anguish washed over him and he felt like crying. Instead, he wiped the rain from his face and quickened his stride. What had he done? He headed back up the path and faded into the fog. Links to this post. Tuesday, February 10, 2015. As the sole heires...
