D. K. Holmberg

writer
Short Story

Unstuck


While drinking and moping after Rachel left him, Jason realizes that shell be better off without him.
—Michael Main
Somehow he was tossed from the cab, flailing against the rain and the night, everything blurring around him. He passed out when his face slammed into the soggy ground. The last thing he remembered was the taste of mud and the smell of oil.
A spiraling clock in a large triangle along with dead trees and a dead hand.
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