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Michael C. Keith

Story: Dear Daddy

By: Michael C. Keith Revenge is a kind of wild justice.  –– Francis Bacon   Doug Barren pressed his mother about the identity of his birthfather for months before she very reluctantly told him. It was the most devastating revelation…

Story: Caricatures

By: Michael C. Keith Drawing is the true test of art.  –– J.A.D. Ingres Year after year, Maurice Lucerne set up his wooden easel on the narrow streets of Paris’s Left Bank and painted caricatures for tourists. It was how…

Story: The Flying Flies

By: Michael C. Keith No good deed goes unpunished. –– Claire Boothe Luce At an early age, Abdul Karim noticed he could transfer the bothersome floaters that cluttered his vision to another person. It was a great relief to him…

Story: Body Park

By: Michael C. Keith Nearly all the best people are dead!   –– Punch “Hey, I ate a freaking jar of Pickled Snake Head Fish washed down by African Pee Cola, so you can do this,” declared Howie Clarkson. “Yeah,…