Trigger warning: obnoxious white bastard being shallow. — Trigger warning: obnoxious white bastard being shallow. I just took Lexi for her evening walk around the streets (the park is still too wet, and the idiot dog sits down in the muddy puddles, which means I need to wash her when we get home and I can’t be arsed). …

The alley smells of new rain and old piss. — The alley smells of new rain and old piss. The downpour has abated to the same fine mist that preceded it. But we’re both still soaked, as the disheveled man leads me further into the darkness. He shuffles along, shiny black shoes scuffing across the wet cobblestones. …

A chance meeting that still bothers me. — (written when drunk) According to the dreaded Wikipedia, experts are divided as to the meaning of the Aboriginal name “Woolloongabba” preferring either ‘whirling waters’ (woolloon and capemm) or ‘fight talk place’ (woolloon and gabba). I find this strange. Someone could ask a local Aboriginal elder where the word came from…

(warning for graphic sex and violence) — (warning for graphic sex and violence likely to offend) — — When you have less than a day to live, moments become precious. The idiot blocking my way into Grub’s Bar and Bistro had already wasted one of my precious moments. I would not let him waste any more. Suffering…

I emerge from the vortex, swirling into physical and mental being as I find a host. A female. — I emerge from the vortex, swirling into physical and mental being as I find a host. A female. No vision yet. I can only feel. My emergence has pushed this host’s mind into a subconscious state, giving me partial control of her body. The surroundings shimmer into view as I…

What happens when the afterlife’s mailbox is full? — What happens when the afterlife’s mailbox is full? PART ONE: By Davi Mai. In the last moment of his life, before his car smashed into the oncoming truck, two thoughts occurred to a very drunk Ricky Chambers. The first, “Well, I’m glad I didn’t pay the car off”, seemed nonsensical…