WORMS by Jesse Eagle

We walked around Uptown checking doors until we finally found an unlocked ‘82 Impala on a side street. The car was rusted to the heart, the metal of the wheel wells eaten away like clown teeth, the windshield cracked to a spider web, the antennae broken in half. My sister climbed inside, looking for money, […]

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MIGRAINES by Jesse Eagle

There were stenciled migraines all over her apartment walls, her very own paintings. It was a small apartment in a strange, deteriorated neighborhood, with half the houses on the street boarded up. I watched her drink her drink from across the room. She had leviathan hair and dimples in her cheeks and she said, “You’re […]

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