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JESSICA BOWERS that his brain felt trapped in a razor snare. The thing was faceless, but scattered in the tangled mess of its fur were dozens of beady black eyes that blinked in disarray. The thing sat on his shoulders weightless and poised, settling into a position that was almost completely painless; as if it wanted to make sure its host was as comfortable as possible. As far as Eli could tell, it was benign; and despite its appearance, it seemed to cling to him not as a parasite but as an eternal companion. It was Eli’s creature; it was Eli’s friend. He felt it could hear him despite his silence; he felt they were both entities beyond the sphere of spoken language. Eli did not need to speak to know that he and his creature were the same, that they were unorthodox and misunderstood, that they needed the solace they’d found in one another. He reached up and patted its mangled mane, its wormy muscles coiling up against his touch, then slowly unravelling and beginning to relax. Eli gently stroked the thing that’d once haunted the dark skies of some netherworld. His mouth came open as if to laugh with excitement, and as it did, a harsh, warbling note came braying from the creature’s rusty horn. Eli’s jaw locked tightly in surprise; but in a glorious moment, he understood in jubilant, undeniable clarity. He opened his mouth, his lungs crushing up in all his effort. The horn blared acrimony, bleating like a wounded sheep. Sounds! He was making sounds! “Hello,” he mouthed, to which the creature issued a brassy dissonance. To Eli it sounded like a golden hymn. “HELLO! HELLO! HELLO!” Eli’s face was plum purple, his tongue flapping with the energy behind his open mouth, his eyes rolled back in ecstasy and his branded arms flung out and clenched at the fists. In them he held the fervor of quintessential passion; in them he held his utmost gratefulness for the Uglylights. He thanked them for delivering him from the opaque veil that keeps us all so blissfully unaware. He thanked them because the Uglylights had made him beautiful. The living siren sang its sour song and reached a fever-pitch; the woolly creature’s hellish wings all aflutter with the maelstrom of sheer sound. Fissures shot up the walls like lightning bolts but Eli did not relent; he yelled and yelled until his lungs were shriveled butterflies inside his chest. Yielding to his power, the door to the room burst open; all of the doors burst open and they were free. Eli emerged into the misty night air and realized that he’d never been alone at all as he looked at the three next door
more companions to join him in his new diversion. He accepted them not because they were transformed like him but because they were the truth: the raw, exposed truth. Lost and finally found, they all just wanted to go home now. Home to where, they weren’t sure, but Eli Sykes of 32 Orchid Street bravely led the way, marching and bleating his noble creed to worlds beyond worlds. The demolition crew arrived the next day and found that there was nothing left of the house, not even the tiniest dreg. THE UGLYLIGHTS
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Page 5 and 6: JUNE 2013 CLEAN CLOTHES Short Story
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Page 9 and 10: Charlie ran down the street, bare f
Page 11 and 12: She inhaled deep and then exhaled,
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