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Fortune Cookie Writer with Tourette’s by Richard Weaver

You are a tall dark stranger. And one strange son-of-a-bitch. Unfortunately, you’re also a fucking ugly bastard, and will never meet ANYONE who will change that fact; not even a top-shelf plastic surgeon. All of your children will be born in a landfill, each one whelped by the open sewer that is your common-law wife. All will die of humiliation and lead-poisoning. Just so you … Continue reading Fortune Cookie Writer with Tourette’s by Richard Weaver

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The Unturned Stone by Richard Weaver

looks back in disgustat those who walk pastall ignorance and innocencetheir world revolvingwithout thoughtaround a blissnever to exist It knows despaira hardness unyieldingwind caressing its broadshoulders for millenniawater insinuating itselfwhere not welcome looks beneath itselfnested and embraced by earthits shape a perfect fitthe earth cooledthe earth heatedby its shape and presenceknows the comfort theremore to comeand leaves well enough alone Continue reading The Unturned Stone by Richard Weaver

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Dr. Patient self-diagnoses by Richard Weaver

an enviable array of illnesses, specializing in syndromes, from AHS (Alien Hand Syndrome) to ZES (Zollinger-Ellison Syndrome), certain of his skill in the way that certain people always are and have no choice and must certainly be. He has always been wildly allergic to doubt, never second guesses a decision, and has no Plan B. Even for someone such as himself with an advanced case … Continue reading Dr. Patient self-diagnoses by Richard Weaver

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If Obituaries Were Like Personal Ads by Richard Weaver

Well-coffined corpse seeks permanent relationship without attachments or bother. Will consider crypt-sharing. Recently deceased widower drug and disease free with good sense of humor would like to meet down to earth never been married pansexual. Will answer all. Would like to meet fugly soul-searcher interested in watersports and rolling on the floor while laughing their asses off. Those fresh off the boat need not bother. … Continue reading If Obituaries Were Like Personal Ads by Richard Weaver

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