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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 29
I walked by a dead tree. An apple tree. There were only two apples, bruised and barely attached to a low hanging branch. Who were the apples? What did your tree say about you? I looked behind me, and realized it wasn’t my backyard, it wasn’t even my town, but it seemed to be. It […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 28
Glory came back from the bathroom, where she brushed her teeth with my toothbrush, and when she asked me if she could I felt the urge to say I love you. I didn’t because I’m not completely insane. I was in a constant state of fear of ruining things: the night, the moment, my life. […]
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Deoxyribonucleic Acid
DNA analysis caught my curiosity immediately, as genealogy always seemed fascinating to me and though I understand most people’s apprehension to home DNA kits, after much consideration I said, fuck it. For me, and I can only speak for myself here, most of my life I had been told things that simply were not true, […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 27
We snuck into the apartment, something I had rehearsed, only as of late the reason was not to wake up Catherine. I turned on the lights and let Glory walk in first. A gentleman, I tell you. I could never tire of watching her walk, I could swoon watching her do anything, a smile formed. […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 26
We walked toward my apartment down 149th street alongside the park. It was dark and gloomy, the way I always liked it being. The desolate fields felt eerie as if specters were watching us walk by. There was a rumor some of my friends buried a kid in the park but that was a story […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 25
“I should preface it with some background information. It won’t make sense out of context.” “Ok, hit me with it.” Glory sipped her Hofbrau. Glory was interested in me but why? I was worthless. It made me frightened and excited at the same time. She had to be defective. I wanted things to be different […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 24
The door to our attached bedroom would open, we never wanted it to, but it would. Hattie came in upset, the crying streaked her make up, he grabbed at her, and yelled, “Where the fuck do you think youre going?” Catherine cried immediately. I’d love to tell you that I never cried but that would […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. 23
The harsh headlights of Hattie’s current husband’s filthy Toyota pick-up, aggressively slithered in through the windows of the house, between the slits in the Venetian blinds. The truck gurgled loud, and breathed as heavily as the man behind the wheel, as if he was selfishly trying to take all of the air for himself. Air […]
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Wash Away Us All – Ch. XXI
“And what are you smiling about?” Glory asked as her fingers tenderly searched for something through the hair on the back of my head, and I recalled how much I loved lice check in school. “Nothing. I’m good. Everything is normal.” I was a liar, too. I hadn’t realized how jubilant I was, grinning from […]
SEAN GABLER
Middle Aged Curmudgeon. Gritty Minimalist Fiction. Self-Deprecating Non-Fiction.
SEAN GABLER 