Unthinkable Cramps | Murky. Bloody. And Drunk.

The darkness plays tricks on Detective Murky’s detective eyes as he searches for his house key. He doesn’t like solving mysteries in the middle of the night. Especially ones so close to home on his keyring. It’s a quiet night off from copping. A night he was planning on drinking away down at the pub.Continue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Murky. Bloody. And Drunk.”

Unthinkable Cramps | Lady Griddlebone & Friends

The pot of mac and cheese sits on the kitchen floor being stirred with a foot. The white demon snaps the waist band of his rainbow tighty whities and flicks the pot across the room with one of his crutches. The pot smacks George in the head as he sits at the table reading aContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Lady Griddlebone & Friends”

Unthinkable Cramps | Sasha & Yoyo – Dynamite!

Sasha looks at the rot permeating through every board of the barn and compares it to the rot seeping into her soul. Soul rot. The worst type of rot to have. She wants to share her rot with the world. She imagines eating it for breakfast. A new cereal all the kids will love. SoulContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Sasha & Yoyo – Dynamite!”

Unthinkable Cramps | Carlos the Rebel

The sleepy hour of sadness after lunch. An hour that stretches like chewing gum. Mac rests his fingers on his keyboard to make them look busy. He listens in on Carlos and Nova’s conversation.  Nova: I can’t believe they’re getting rid of you. I’m gonna get them back. Carlos: It’s fine. The thrill of thisContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Carlos the Rebel”

Unthinkable Cramps | Murky & Sanchez On It’s Poddy Time

It’s hard to tell if the truck stop is in the swamp or the swamp is in the truck stop. Either way Detective Murky stands at the bathroom urinal trying to teach himself to whistle while he pees. He’s not good at it. No one ever taught him to whistle. Or to flush. He kicksContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Murky & Sanchez On It’s Poddy Time”

Unthinkable Cramps | Decaying George -n- Doors

George is dying. Of this he is convinced. Some force spurs him off the couch in search of his toolbox. He doesn’t know yet what the purpose of this action is. A part of him thinks he’s broke. If he just has the right tool, then he can fix himself.  But George was never goodContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Decaying George -n- Doors”

Unthinkable Cramps | Ria.Jerry the Monk

It’s dark outside. The sky remains a dark blue. Ria runs through the woods trying to find the trail she lost. She picks it up and sees a familiar face sitting in the middle of the path. She recognizes the top of his bald head even in the dark. He still has 73 candles stickingContinue reading “Unthinkable Cramps | Ria.Jerry the Monk”