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Category Archives: Miss Rook
Pornography (part 3)
Elvis and The Assassin ran along the gantry from which Donnie had fallen some hours earlier. A size eight ladies shoe lay there, a stain of blood on it. The skylights exploded with flashes of light and glass showered the … Continue reading
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Wine, Women and War
She opened her eyes and winced from an eye-watering, skull-splitting headache. She felt instinctively between her legs and found something different.
Donnie looked down and saw an empty plate. On a table.
He looked up with a frown.
‘Would sir like to see the wine list,’ asked the waiter. Continue reading
Posted in Colonel Panix, Donnie, Elvis, Marcus, Miss Rook, Prime, Wine Women and War
Tagged alcohol, CCTV, programming, restaurant, salad, stun-rod, surveillance video, wine, wine cellar
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The politics of thought
He woke with a killer headache and instinctively felt between his legs. The arm was restrained. As was the other one. He opened his eyes and winced from the sudden dazzlingly bright lights before him. His ears were being assaulted … Continue reading
Posted in Daisy, Miss Rook, Prime, The politics of thought
Tagged Alternate reality, Violent assault
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Cake and Eat It…
He woke with a killer headache and instinctively felt between his legs. He found what he’d needed in the last reality, which was a pity, really.
Daisy opened her eyes and saw stars.
‘What a pretty night,’ she said.
She sat up and looked around. There was a mucky looking river in front of her and a slight breeze in the air, flowing from the river and up the banks. There was something amiss, though. Something not quite right, something missing…
‘Where are you?’ yelled a familiar voice. There was real anger there. ‘You fucking bitch!’ Continue reading
Posted in Cake and Eat it, Colonel Panix, Daisy, Elvis, Miss Rook
Tagged cakes, graffiti, guns, obligation
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Fire with fire
He woke up with a killer headache and instinctively felt between his legs. He didn’t find what he was looking for, which meant he would have to remember not to answer to the male pronoun.
She opened her eyes.
A set of train tracks lay three feet in front of her. She looked over her shoulder and read the graffiti on the side of a building.
Fight fire with fire and the world burns
She remembered that slogan from the last time. Continue reading
Posted in Colonel Panix, Daisy, Fire with Fire, Miss Rook, Prime
Tagged arson, Cafe culture, clubism, Fire with fire, goth, politics, Racism, Sexism
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