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Swan Dive! Ch. 12: Viva Santa Muerte!

August 3, 2022

Balancing on the 17th floor gull-shit-speckled ledge of the exclusive Kingfish Hotel and Condominiums, Sam Bennett perched precariously as he rose slowly to full height, breathing as deeply as he could until he steadied his wobbly legs. Raising his arms from his sides, past bony narrow sloped shoulders and above his head, he lowered them […]

Swan Dive! Ch. 11: Do You Think I’m Hexy?

July 27, 2022

A big double nothing burger with extra nothing on it – that’s how Kim Phillips saw herself. A lonely loser nobody, just another skinny real estate agent walking around Clearwater Beach in a yellow sundress studded with black polka dots and wearing silver bangles that jangled and gold Roman sandals like she was clinging to […]

Swan Dive! Ch. 10: Black Man’s Mission

July 20, 2022

New black silk pajamas felt cool on Randall Lark’s ebony skin. Sitting cross-legged on the double bed at Frenchy’s Oasis Motel he watched “Honkies Hit Harlem” on TV, one of the least well-known low-budget 70s blaxploitation films that pitted the brothers against each other and the cruel, cruel world. In this one even badass dudes […]

Swan Dive! Ch. 9: Ready, Aim, Poop!

July 13, 2022

Gazing into the newly carved gulls’ glass eyes with all the affection a loving father bestows on a newborn babe, Sam Bennet spoke reassuringly to his wonderful secret weapons. “Today is your maiden flight,” he said. “Please don’t be nervous.” One dozen perfectly sculptured gull drones stared back, red eyes blazing in the morning light. […]

Swan Dive! Ch. 8: What Would Jesus Do?

July 6, 2022

In RayRay’s bugged out brain the Duvall twins’ obituary breathed, pulsed and floundered like a dying carp with a continuing life of its own as if these good old boys might jump right off the page and start threatening people and ordering pitchers of beer followed by triple shots of Rebel Yell bourbon which they […]

The Outlaw Steve Corbett ink splotch