our very own patron saint By Bogdan Dragos

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j re crivello's avatarGobblers by Masticadores

he was a doctor

Goddammit, they were looking at
a doctor
He came into the casino in a suit,
the same suit every day and night
dark gray
shiny with grease around the
elbows and lower back
smelly
patched up in places

he kinda forgot what it was like to be
sober

and lately he kinda forgot what
it was like to win at the slot machines

he forgot how to perform surgery
how to diagnose a patient

forgot what the company of a woman felt like

forgot what love was

he was a machine that consumed cheap
but strong alcohol
Rubbing alcohol filtered through bread
That stuff was 70% alcohol
his liver knew it

"Ah, pleaseeee, for the love of God, don't
make me work with this
stuff again," he would scream while
playing at the slot machine

and the bouncer would walk up to him
and say, "Hey…

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Commercials on a Loop by Bogdan Dragos

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Terveen Gill's avatarChewers by Masticadores

An old model black colored TV with static across its screen
Image Source: Snappa

they didn’t even know

who the kid watching TV in the

other room was

but maybe that was

not their number one problem

“You goddamn bitch,” he said. “Tell me!

Tell me you didn’t

steal any from me, so I can say

I don’t believe you. C’mon, tell me!”

“Fuck you,” she said. “You lost it.”

“I knew you’d find some

excuse, some lie. Cuz you’re one lying bitch,

that’s what you are.”

“Hey, what about the tenant?”

“Who?”

“The tenant, deepshit! From the other

room. You’d rather believe

I stole it, not him?”

“What the…? Bitch, that’s your son. He’s

like five. He don’t pay no rent.”

“What? We gotta kick ‘im out then!”

“Aha! So you did

take my shit! You’re so high you don’t

recognize your own son. Again!”

They were louder than

the TV

but it didn’t matter. This TV had one

channel…

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