Kill conquer burn despoil destruction is easy just pick up a stick and wreck things a bit the flesh is weak it’ll bleed real easy you want to be hero pick a god sow a flag murder some foreigners
Poetry
Heroes of Peace
by JD Adler •
Poetry
Lunch Break
by JD Adler •
mid after noon shower pounds on the nape of the neck soapy calloused hands across smooth flesh gentle fingers caress the long hard a groan escapes
Poetry
Ashes
by JD Adler •
Smell the ashes Feel the heat Talking heads scratch their scalps Wondering Why do they burn The places they sleep and eat Whose side are you on boys The money Or the free
Purple Ninja Chronicles, Short Fiction
The Purple Ninja Chp3
by JD Adler •
Rise of the Purple Ninja “The most perfect political community is one in which the middle class is in control, and outnumbers both of the other classes.” – Aristotle Detail Work Coffee in her left hand, a black pleather briefcase/purse/handbag/medicine…
Purple Ninja Chronicles, Short Fiction
The Purple Ninja Chp. 2
by JD Adler •
Dragons Breath They crawl from oceans, to paint the caves/ But I’m working all weekend, I need to get paid. – Conor Oberst Chase Heat radiating off the steam engine between her legs kept her warm, as the Purple Ninja…
Libertaria, Short Fiction
Libertaria Chp 2
by JD Adler •
Opening Night The thermostat read 90º, which would be fine if not for the 80% humidity making it feel like they were standing in an open air sauna, fully dressed, surrounded by fat people. The fact that it was 7pm…
Purple Ninja Chronicles, Short Fiction
The Purple Ninja, Chp. 1
by JD Adler •
An Example Must Be Made Stephan Jensen, candidate for the United States Senate, vice-President of his father’s lumber company, and fair-haired bearer of the square jaw, stepped onto the platform at exactly 1:35PM. The crowd, group really, there were maybe…
Libertaria, Short Fiction
The Libertarian Confederation of America, Chp. 1
by JD Adler •
Prologue: A House Divided Render unto Ceaser that which is Ceaser’s, and unto God that which is God’s. – Matthew 22:21 In the year 2024, upon the election of California Senator Juanita Rosario of the Green Party to the office…
Tales from Claire Creek
Ain’t a Handle
by JD Adler •
“…so then, he scoops one big hairy arm under me, sticks his thumb in my pussy, 2 fingers up my ass, sticks his other hand under my back, and picks me up like my taint is a goddamn handle.” She…
Short Fiction
Drone Wars 2: Pµni§πM3n†
by JD Adler •
Punishment The door exploded into the apartment. When the dust and smoke cleared, a 4 foot tall, 2 foot wide, 2 foot deep, grey cube on small tank tracks extending to either side of its base, rolled into the apartment.…
Short Fiction
Involuntary Luge
by JD Adler •
Jerry Seinfeld once performed a comedy sketch entitled “Olympics” for which he wrote a joke about “Involuntary Luge”. That joke was the inspiration for this story. Davis stood in line awaiting his fate. He still couldn’t believe this was really…
Short Fiction
Drone Wars 1: H@(k3d
by JD Adler •
Mommy, where do drones go when they die? Nowhere, Edgar, machines don’t have souls. Edgar sipped at his perfectly-too-hot-mocha while leaning on the window counter, pretended to read the newspaper, and checked out the same brunette working the veggie food…