RLHJ : Writing

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A Story by RLHJ


It took the hot river of piss running down my leg to make me realize I had thrown up. My body fought itself, tensing and going limp; shaking. I ..
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The swirls of paint began to move like waves on the ceiling. Crashing, winding in and out of one another, exploding with more and more color. Th..
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The plump old waitress is caustic, screaming from behind the counter. Her heaving stomach violently juggles her saggy breasts back and forth; gr..
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Two cups of coffee, three cigarettes, fourteen tangents in conversation. I had watched our waitress talking to the cook for the last twenty min..
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More of that thing.
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Again, more.
Tales of a Bike Shop: Wrath and Urgency

Tales of a Bike Shop: Wrath and Urgency

A Story by RLHJ


At least when it’s busy, you don’t think about the nice weather waiting on the other side of that..
Tales of a Bike Shop: Returns and Sales

Tales of a Bike Shop: Returns and Sales

A Story by RLHJ


This woman is out of her f*****g mind. So here’s this woman, and she’s standing right in f..
Tales of a Bike Shop: Sex and Games

Tales of a Bike Shop: Sex and Games

A Story by RLHJ


Once upon a time, we could shirk off most of the s**t that we’d catch from customers in between fixing and sl..