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15 Aug 2025 15 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
“IT DOES MATTER!” Pete Ravage screams, in this brightly lit aisle, near the front of the department store. Passing shoppers pause with their carts, shoot querulous glances our way. Dylan and I exchange similar looks ourselves, wondering just how...
14 Aug 2025 11 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
If Aaron is the slightly older, composed and well put together friend, then Robby is the crass inversion of those attributes. Slightly older than us as well, and even usually dressing snazzily when out on the town, but his behavior lies at the u...
14 Aug 2025 4 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. The morning finds me the way it always has these past seven years: rooted to this spot like some cursed oak, my feet having long forgotten the language of movement. But today feels different...
13 Aug 2025 18 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
Eventually, blessedly, Joe talks Angel into pouting instead at that corner table with Dylan, Pete, and Phil. When they leave, Aaron and I move a few steps closer to the dance floor railing, a seemingly prime spot right by the gap in said railing...
11 Aug 2025 12 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
After Joe climbs into Angel’s miniature coupe, they follow us in still another direction, north across town to Jumpers. As we approach the entrance, a doorman in a chair is checking IDs, standard protocol at places like these. Except upon reachi...
10 Aug 2025 13 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
Upon our return, we can see that about half of Dylan’s lame older coworkers — older only in the sense that they are in their late 30s to middle 40s — have left. The rest have ventured across the aisle for seats at the bar, presumably as an act o...
10 Aug 2025 8 minute read 0 comments Jay Lonnquist
In the end, Pyna very nearly scoffed. And would have drifted back to her high and refulgent manor, had Elshad not pleaded the peculiar nature of his need… Listening to his entreaty, she felt caught in the unquiet commingle of old, rankling memory. An...
9 Aug 2025 1 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. He is not a man, not really. He is a rumour of a man, a smudge of charcoal and haste sketched against the city's perpetual twilight. His suit isn't woven from fabric but from urgent whispers...
9 Aug 2025 16 minute read 0 comments jasonmcgathey
Smacking unknown chicks on the ass is maybe not as common as it once was. But herein lies the dilemma for those of us trudging through this current nightlife hinterland, a route which is largely improvisational. The public and especially on...
5 Aug 2025 2 minute read 0 comments Prompted Beauty
Click to animate A short story, born from this animation. The app called itself 'Veritas'. A silly, pretentious name he’d found scrolling through some obscure corner of the web. It promised one thing: to strip away the lies of light and shadow, to...
