Hector woke up with no arms and no legs in a puddle of something sticky on the pool room floor. “I met Sonny Chiba and he smiled at me!” he thought to himself excitedly before drifting back into unconsciousness again.
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Tags: prose haiku, short story, Sonny Chiba
October 27, 2011 at 2:15 pm |
Mmmm…