That deep, dry hit when your spirit swallows… again… and again… and again. All, the same grey with edges still to navigate the weight. Behind parked cars, the pink hat of a little girl flits about with excited indecision and then floats… away… into the sky. There is a soft wash of another color in […]
Author: Jason T. Kocher
The dumbest of the bunch and a man of no importance. Move along...but I do like bananas, Perry Como, and long walks into walls. That's my perfect day really...in that order.
posts by Jason T. Kocher
Throwing his head back in laughter, Brett pulled his half-exposed leg out of the hot-tub, revealing a rusty, fleshy joint pulled from his body as one would find pulling apart a crab. Halfheartedly, he tried to stand it on the deck, letting it fall with a wet thud. The rest of the party fell silent […]
The letters fall off the blocks in my head. The words they once formed destroyed their own meaning and all I know of them is the echo of their dripping drops. My eyes bleed to obscure their source and the deterioration of my senses sends me through a heat I can sense in every way […]
Our last dying descendants from the distant future, desperate to preserve all that was good of the species, slipped back in time and melted their mind into their own primordial ooze – but the ingredients echoed, our nature crackled, the warmth too warm and the cheer bitter still, our spirit was something else again. A […]