Tag: Death
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Dirty Henry and the Grim Reaper
LIFE IS GRIM I am in hell, Henry cried when his brothers and son died. Oh, really, says Grim, just wait — and cut down his last soul mate! Who’s next, you sick piece of shit? My own damn death, is that it? You sorely tempt me, says Grim raising his skeletal limb. Smiling, Henry has…
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Of cats and the dead
I know a lot of dead people. I don’t call them anymore. I used to dial A for Afterlife. Never an answer. Talking into a dead phone.
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A dead life
Six months a deadened life since the death of his wife, his wife who kept him sane, her ashes now contained in a metal bronze urn. Tonight again he turns to the whiskey he yearns and the sleep of small death fear not the final breath. Back to the front page
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God or Cosmic Sadist?
“God seems to be absent at our greatest need, because he is absent — non-existent.” Even Christ on the cross said, “Why hast though forsaken me?”
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Soulmates and suicide
When Harrison was seven years old, he was stabbed in the eye by a neighbor girl wielding a broken bottle during a quarrel and was blinded. His father and sister were killed in a car accident when he was twenty-one.
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Sex, drugs and marriage
They drank and they did drugs and they had sex with anyone they fancied, it was the 1970s, who didn’t! And then to everyone’s surprise they got married. As the years went by he found out that she had been to bed with some of his mortal enemies, and she already knew that he had…
Mary Saves the Day 