Wednesday, August 27th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast B-Sides 51, An Almanac of Things that Can Kill You, by Forrest WarnerIf you get ill after eating or touching something that didn’t make anyone else sick, you may be allergic to it. Especially if there’s a rash. Allergies are caused by your body rejecting substances it doesn’t like. There is no treatment but to avoid those substances. Fortunately, only a few types of allergies can kill you. Nut allergies, for instance. Bee stings. But I imagine most people with fatal allergies to common things have died by now.

I am allergic to wool, soy, peanuts, and pollen. Only my peanut allergy can kill me.

First published in Lightspeed magazine, April 2014.
Episode Art:  Forrest Warner

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Sunday, August 17th, 2014

Cover for Drabblecast episode 335, To Whatever, by Mike DominicTo whatever lives in the walls—

Please stop taking my half & half.
Let’s get this out of the way: I know you’re there. Don’t think I’m unaware of the scrabbling sounds, the walls creaking from your bulk, the way my razor in the morning is never exactly where I left it last night. Richard always said it was the building settling—as if a building, however old, could take apples out of the fruit crisper—but he was as wrong about that as he was about a lot of things beyond the scope of this note. And since he moved out I feel you’ve gotten bolder.

 

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Episode Art:  Mike Dominic
Read by:  Nathan Lee

Twabble:  “The marionette boy dreamt of a world enveloped in string, from city to tree to cloud to moon. The freedom to fly anywhere. ”  by  bryanwitha_y

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Thursday, October 3rd, 2013

Cover for Drabblecast episode 298, Flying On Hatred of My Neighbor's Dog, by Richard K. GreenI know my neighbor’s dog as a bark: a deep, dark, venomous yawp that begins and ends on a snarl. It’s loud, louder than it should be. Earplugs do nothing. It penetrates. Once it starts, it continues, relentlessly, for a period ranging from one to four hours. It can start at any time, day or night, dropping from the veils of morning to where the cricket sings.

 

 

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Episode Art:  Richard K. Green
Read by:  Nathan Lee

Twabble:  “The demon was fed up with an eternity of unpaid torturing. Calling a strike, he shambled off to see if he could raise hell. ”  by  Cymraeg

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