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Tales from the 13th “Denny” (Where Bruises Go)

It was at the end of 1978, and the Caffertys were in the process of adopting the newest member of their family. Eric was excited as he would have a playmate, the parents’ other son. The two things that they knew were that the mother and father couldn’t afford to keep him, and that his parents were crackheads. They knew that the poor child was going to go through withdrawals, but other than his mother being a piece of shit, everything on the ultrasound was coming up aces for t

Kirk Forseth II

Mar 138 min read

Tales from the 13th “If You’re So Smart, Why Are You Failing” (Where Bruises Go)

Eric wasn’t a stupid kid, not by a long shot. He was tying his shoes and reciting the alphabet, both in English and in Sign Language, by the time he was four. There were several times when he became bored in class, as he had already learned what was happening in kindergarten. His teacher, Mrs. Harris, was a proud black woman, and it was the late 70s. One thing she didn’t like was the smart-ass white kid who shouldn’t have been in her class to begin with. However, he couldn’t

Kirk Forseth II

Feb 139 min read

Sonnet Sunday's: Life on the Battlefield

Bullet tears like knives through butter So much pain, his heart starts to flutter He never signed up for this strife Slowly, he loses his crimson life The country had lost its glamor Once the bombs started to hammer The medic tries to do his best But soon he’ll take his final rest Try as he may, the blood won’t stop Cleared away from the napalm drop Some morphine was given to him Pain is gone, and the light grows dim He only went to Vietnam To serve his much-loved Uncle Sam H

Kirk Forseth II

Jan 251 min read