About the Author…
The Braindead Henchman
I drive around on flat farm land delivering packages to everyday people in my gas guzzling truck. Before that, I was a repo man. It was that job where my private school bubble popped and I discovered the real world. I did cruel things at that job. It was during this time that I was given the names “Braindead” and “Henchman” by unsatisfied customers.
Join me on this drive. I’ve got gas in the tank, it’s getting dark out and I’ve got a crowbar in the trunk.
Latest Posts…
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Room A Thousand Years Wide
Chapter 1: (Untitled) I knew this guy that had this dream where he was driving a motorcycle down a long hallway. It was intense, as you could imagine. He couldn’t break or slow down. All he could do was steer himself back to the middle of the hallway because the bike kept veering off center.… Read more
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Dear Thurman Poe
Dear Thurman Poe, You are desolate. The sky above you is grey, and you belong to the wintery midwest. You reside off the highway of a town just outside of a city that is two hours away from an even bigger city and that city being about three hours away from a city even bigger.… Read more
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The Iceman
When trying to reach a long-term goal, it can feel like your life is on ice. You start to question your decisions and long for the lifestyle that you sacrificed for the journey towards your supposedly brighter future. It can be taxing, the constant waning and waxing of optimism over this course. If rowing a… Read more
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