Dog Days

The terrorist with no name  declared that the world would end  in approximately 26 minutes.

The little girl with an incurable ill  faded into her mother’s garden flowers.  The mechanical doll, a hand-me-down  from parched-lip daughters, her mother’s  side, rose from the floor, disrobed

in the mirror, and said “You are beautiful!”  She climbed to the window and jumped.  The core within the core of the earth  stopped ticking. A piece of plastic  melted 94 million miles from the sun.

Mannequin  Forgiveness

If you murdered the hearts of 72 women [including mothers and sisters of the victims] If you wasted years exiled to the deep of the dark continent inside your brain [white matter vs. grey matter, who cares?] If you reduced your father to a vegetative state by refusing to feed him nutritious lies….then you must kneel before the mannequin that has your mother’s smile and one stump for an arm and beg forgiveness. And wait.

Kyle Hemmings lives and works in New Jersey. He has been published in Elimae, Smokelong Quarterly, This Zine Will Change Your Life, Blaze Vox, Matchbook, and elsewhere. He loves 50s Sci-Fi movies,  manga comics, and pre-punk garage bands of the 60s. Kyle blogs at