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~ Gulf Coast, Approximately ~ ~ by Mark Evans, Qatar |
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~ Shadow Cloth ~ ~ by Robert William Shmigelsky, British Columbia, Canada |
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Ah! A
Nano Bath!
by Ryan Bodine ©2010
A nano bath hurts so, so good. Those little buggers eat
toenail fungus, pimples, scar tissue, tooth cavities . . .
They programmed mine to eat all the hair follicles I didn't
want any more. After 15 minutes my body was full of more holes
than Swiss cheese.
I could feel the jello gliding across the raw vacancies where
minutes before had been tonsils, seeping in and munching the
calluses on my eyeballs, the wax deep within my ears.
They gobbled up the calcium on my joints and the old red meat
in my intestine. When that nano jello turned from green to
brown I knew they were having a satisfying, microscopic poop of
all my previous defects.
I love those little nanos. They were all flushed away and
the silver jello nanos filled the holes with silicon. Now I
glitter in the sun. A proud advertisement for a good old nano
bath.
~ Ryan Bodine, Japan ©2010
Ryan lives in Japan. He practices kendo (Japanese
swordsmanship), and treasures his collection of Cordwainer Smith. |
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