Am I a bad person for this? by thr111

"So a while ago I had decided to treat myself and go to Burger King. I hadn’t had the greatest of days and I had a headache coming on. It was a very long line and I was at the end of it waiting patiently. When behind me comes this woman yapping on her cellphone with a little monster of a child. This kid was out of control, screaming, punching his mother throwing around a gameboy whenever something didn’t go right in the game. The mother didn’t seem to pay any attention to him and his continued yelling of ‘I want a Fucking PIE’. After about 5 minutes of the line with these people behind me, I had gone from a headache to a full on migraine, but nothing was going to stop me from getting those burgers. I calmly turn and ask her nicely if she can please calm or quiet her child down. Immediately she gets up in my face telling me I can’t tell her nothing about raising her child and to mind my own business. I nod and turn around, shes still yelling at the back of my head when the child cries out again how he wants a pie, the mother consoles him, calling him sweety and ensuring they’ll get pies for lunch because she loves him so much. Things immediately go back to the they were and I wait another 5 minutes before getting to the front of the line. It turns out it was so slow because they had 1 trainee on cash during the lunch hour rush. All I can think of is how the people behind me ruined my splurge and gave me this headache. I then decide to ruin their day. I order every pie they have left in addition to my burgers. Turned out to be 23 pies in total, I take my order and walk towards the exit. Moments later I hear the woman yelling, what do you mean you don’t have any pies left, who bought them all? I turn around and see the cashier pointing me out with the woman shooting me a death glare. I stand there and pull out a pie and slowly start eating eat as I stare back at her. She starts running towards me but can’t get to me because of other lineups in the food court. I turn and slowly walk away."

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"I don’t believe in ghosts, but I’m interested in absences."

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First Draft

everythingisruinedforever:

I am going through a dry spell, words-wise,
I am going through a wet spell in the flesh.
I am angling for an invitation to the bones pushing painfully close, hard against your stretched skin-
I am finding wildly-welted bruises across my ass cheeks, upper thighs, the backs of my knees.

Your kneecaps knock me into oblivion. I am a lost missile, a pile of the hot, soft and pulsating. I am seeking a burial that delves into the deep of you.

I am constantly heartbroken with how much I love him. I tell him to come to me so I can tear him into pieces. He comes to me. I say, here, hurt me. I say, I could cut you open right now to crawl around your warmly loyal beating heart. He says, I never mean to. He says, you would. I wouldn’t put it past you.

I always thought I would be the martyr, not the murderer. Until I met you, I never knew I could be both.

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CONTINUOUS AMBIGUITIES by Richard Kostelanetz

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