The Shadow
Tonight, Adam is going to end it all. For him, these past months have been both heaven and hell. He met an angel, but forgot that he had a contract with the devil—after he had psychologically abused him.
Harry The Beetle Gets Possessed By A Demon
After a full decade, I will finally set foot inside a church again. The fact is that I am an atheist, a heathen, a pagan if you may, and the very Antichrist would assure anyone after seeing my Google Search History. Yet, I will get married in a Catholic church…
Mexican Postal System
I ordered a vinyl record online for my brother’s birthday. But I didn’t use Amazon because I wanted an exclusive edition. It is the new album by the avant-garde rock band The Residents, which is entitled Doctor Dark. Three weeks—before Gael’s party—turned out to be not enough time for the shipping…
Photographers Rivalry
It was absurdly poetic, to see my aluminium ladder beside his—because his was substantially shorter. Nobody had begun a competition, and yet tension brooded the air. “I didn’t know you were coming!” Mario’s lips uttered; the upward, curved ends of his moustache curled. His goatee washed me with nothing but eerie vibes, though he meant no insult with his comment…
The Chemistry Between Us
Once, when I was in Positive Thinking High School, I invited a comely girl to hang out with me during the break, she was too gorgeous for a sixteen-year-old; she stood out among any crowd, I stared befuddled as a wave of students muscled past me—I was waiting outside of her classroom where she learned German—and I attracted her attention, “Alina Annie!”
Anecdotes from the Future
“Dad, we need to talk.” I took a sip from my espresso. My father wore his usual outfit: A top hat and a black cape. “Look!” He said, “I have come up with a new trick!” He seized the milk portion—which looked like a small tit—and posed it in front of his eye. “Behold! The man who loses an eye! And then… Generates another one!” He laughed maniacally…
Chimerical Affair
Frederik Madden has a nice shaft—with popping veins on its body, without the hood on its tip. If it were up to him, he would rock his pelvis against any moving object—even if it resembled a broom wearing a skirt, he would not mind—for he is the result of two overprotecting parents, his thoughts distance him from the people he considers “normal”…
Teenage Sex Guide
This is a guide made for adolescents rather than for adults who want teenage pussy, those guys can go somewhere else. Here are the do’s and don’ts to be prepared for sex as a clumsy adolescent with other awkward adolescents…
This Beetle Goes to the Proctologist
It was Andrea’s birthday so I took her to a restaurant on the water dam’s quay at Sebastian—since it is the closest thing to an ocean. The tropical breakfast amid the freezing air enlightened our tongues—shrimps and octopus’s tentacles…
Dear Gen Z
First of all, I assure you that my observations will lack trite pejorative terms such as “The Crystal Generation” or “The Snowflakes” to prevent any censorship from the non-binary pussies, and instead, I will enlighten you with punchlines about porn addiction…
The Gooed, the Fat, and the Slutty
At the University you are sitting in your classroom, thinking about the tormenting meaning of life—especially because you are scrolling down on your phone in search of a decent sex doll on Shein…
This Beetle Is Getting Married
My fiancée, Andrea—soon Andrea de Santos—and I visited a bunch of wedding salon open houses. The first place was “The Penetrorium” and I think that all these places have pretentious names in Latin to impress idiots…
Mark & Miranda: The Reprise
Anywhere, is where I am. At least after they found the lifeless body of S, sitting rigidly beside the stairs of the building where I used to work. A school is such a macabre place for having left her teenage, skinny body…
Dominique the Dog Trainer
Dominique Woofenstein is in her late twenties. She walks dogs for a living, she is a licensed dog trainer but has the body of a licensed worm trainer. Despite that, she is kind of sexy…
My Dear Papa
The following is a letter written by Abraham Towers. The recipient is Anthony Towers. Entitled: My Dear Papa…
Childhood Depression
There is a Universe inside any human mind, I hear my uncle say. I am curious to know what he means, but my curiousness disappears after I notice my grandmother’s miniature collection on a display cabinet…
I Saw You Behind The Camera
“Nice necklace,” Natalie exclaimed before her delicate fingers gripped onto your clapboard charm, she noticed its back was completely rusted, “where did you get it?” She politely added…
Purple Shoes
My mother had a meditation instructor who was a vegan. Leon Villa was a teacher of… Well I never knew exactly what he did for a living…