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Predictable Chaos     I barely manage to suppress a roll of my eyes at the phrase. Alpha Omega. How original. Instead I say, “I’m presuming it stands for highest order omega fatty-acids in this case.” “Precisely,” Darius concurs. I can’t stop myself from scowling at the predictability of it all. The human drug cartels and underground syndicates are going to go crazy with this for sure. And various national governments, pharmaceutical companies, and legal medical boards and associations are all going to be right behind them, going bat-shit crazy… Magbasa pa

Alpha-Omega     I gaze beneath me in silence. My eyes are intent and focused, refusing to blink, unwilling to look elsewhere for several minutes that seem to roll on for an eternity. I can’t bring myself to look at anything else for that stretch of time. Nothing but the exact spot Kitty-Cat lay just a moment ago. Strangely enough, there isn’t a single imprint of her body on my bed; no ruffles or wrinkles telling of her splayed figure on my pillows or sheets. All that remains are echoes… Magbasa pa

“Go Fuck Yourself.”     Loud banging pierces through the still air, bellowing thuds coming one after the other, relentlessly hammering away just before a familiar, annoying voice follows. “Tilton! Time to pay up! Just because there’s mermaids falling from the sky, doesn’t mean you don’t owe your rent anymore!” All too quickly, my surroundings fade from glorious gold and rich amber to a familiar darkness. The feel of warm, plush cushions dissipates immediately, giving way for cold air and a small, hardened mattress. The intoxicating scents of cedar and… Magbasa pa

Tilton     “Oh, my God,” I whisper, mostly to myself as my body tries to catch up with my brain and my new-found realization. Slowly, my eyes finally dart back to Kitty-Cat’s now puzzled ones. “W-What’s wrong?” she asks, her voice still dripping with desire but marred with hints of apprehension as well. “It’s…it’s you, isn’t it?” I say, blinking slowly as my high suddenly comes crashing down. I’m not sure whether the look on my face says I’m confused or spooked—though I feel a whole lot of both… Magbasa pa

Like a Motherfucking Baby       Oh, my God… It’s the same one. Exactly the same. I’m absolutely sure of it. In an instant, consciousness and memory set in so quickly it makes my head spin. My eyes fly open without resistance, an overwhelming rush of shock and confusion hijacking me. All the heaviness in my eyelids is instantly forgotten as they lift reflexively from the sudden wave of fear and anxiety washing over me; feelings of dread and disbelief that are quickly replacing the sense of calm and… Magbasa pa

Baby Cakes       “Ugh,” I groan. “Not again.” “Well, I’m about to take my break,” Marcie says from a few feet away, giving me a knowing shake of her head. “Sorry, Eli. You’re on your own.” She pushes herself off the chipping wall she’s leaning against, taking her phone and cigarettes with her. She wastes no time in leaving me there by myself, swiftly avoiding what I’m going to have to deal with. Again. The apology in her voice does little to make me feel better about tolerating… Magbasa pa