Friday, September 11, 2015

"Sins of the Father" by Jack Picurro in Shotgun Honey

He bent over and the rush of blood was such that he thought for a moment he might faint, but he didn’t and then his father’s rancid odor hit him. He forced himself to put his lips to the old man’s hairy ear and and say, “It’s me pop. You wanna confess your sins?” Read story here.

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