Quitting Time, by Cassidy Lapierre
The students shuffle out of the building, grumbling over their still unfinished work as I organize my area, preparing it for the next worker just four hours later. The clock strikes three am but I wait to lock the doors. If students are still upstairs, possibly packing their things, they’ll be trapped inside until a sleep deprived student in a security guard uniform finds them.
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Give Up the Ghost, by Stephen R. Spencer II
Done with bud, trying to become
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Yakov, With Vassily Not Far Behind, by Rudy Martinez
A year ago, I was sitting in a room in San Marcos (TX), on what I remember was a somewhat comfortable bed, writing aphorisms for an ex-partner. Had 1 a barely recognizable me from 2018 knocked on the door of somewhat comfortable me from 2017, he would’ve shared an odd vision of the future:
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