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Fiction: “Now Walt”

Fiction: “Now Walt”

It’s terrible, Walt thought, the way humans chew up the world wherever they go. Gnashing through the Earth like one big chomping mouth.

Posted on November 23, 2022 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction6 Minutes Read

The Final Peanut: Disjointed Notes from a Florida Vacation

The Final Peanut: Disjointed Notes from a Florida Vacation

I drummed up a little contest for the two adults in the car. I grabbed a tin of Mr. Planters cocktail peanuts from the passenger seat. Placed a single nut in my mouth.

Posted on April 10, 2022April 10, 2022 by Mike SchoeffelIn places24 Minutes Read

Fiction: ‘Familiar Burdens’

Fiction: ‘Familiar Burdens’

And all of a sudden my dead grandpa and I were walking side-by-side down a desert highway.

Posted on February 17, 2022February 17, 2022 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction5 Minutes Read

Coffee Shop

Coffee Shop

You take a couple sips of the hot, earthy liquid, and off goes your mind. Now you’re floating. Near the ceiling, mingling with the smoky coffee bean scent. You’re settling into your body again.

Posted on December 11, 2021December 11, 2021 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction5 Minutes Read

Fiction: ‘Dispatch from the Great Castration’

Fiction: ‘Dispatch from the Great Castration’

So here I am, standing in front of another drab office building, waiting to die.

Posted on August 23, 2021September 6, 2021 by Andy MoonIn Essays & Fiction14 Minutes Read

Fiction: ‘Forever in Youth’

Fiction: ‘Forever in Youth’

We spent a lot of our free time throwing rocks at cars. That’s just sort of what you did growing up in the sticks with not a lot of stuff to keep you entertained.

Posted on July 3, 2021August 10, 2021 by Andy MoonIn Essays & Fiction10 Minutes Read

Like a Dog in the Woods in the Nighttime

Like a Dog in the Woods in the Nighttime

When I was in my early 20s, I took a bus to New York City for no reason other than to do it.

Posted on June 17, 2021June 17, 2021 by Mike SchoeffelIn places9 Minutes Read

Movement is for the Living

Movement is for the Living

I could wake up tomorrow, walk into my front yard and be attacked by a rabid bobcat.

Posted on June 7, 2021June 7, 2021 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction11 Minutes Read

A Long Way from Harbor Island

A Long Way from Harbor Island

Every time something major is poised to happen in my life, my wife, Caitlin, and I split for the coast. This is a deliberate action.

Posted on January 26, 2021January 26, 2021 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction15 Minutes Read

May All Your Grapes Be Damn Sweet

May All Your Grapes Be Damn Sweet

I’m not one to believe in vague portents, but after living through a year as awful as 2020, I’m not really sure what to believe anymore.

Posted on January 11, 2021December 12, 2021 by Mike SchoeffelIn Essays & Fiction8 Minutes Read

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