DIG by Glenn Gray

then he tells me he tells me the fuck you doin I tell him i say the same thing you doin i ask him like what the heck we doin here all he says fuck if i know no no i mean how the hell we get into this shit he says you know damn well well holy crap i grab the dead guy out a the puddle in the rain now comin down in sheets like a friggin shower when i pull the guy over i see his face half covered in mud but still bloody with bone and meat chunks poking through the mud and blood he looks like a dead cat i found one time in my backyard after it was rotting for like a month it smelled rancid only this guy we were like talking to only a few minutes ago until genius here decided to blow his head off with the shotgun the blast was like a cannon stuff sprayed all over but it wasn’t so bad cause all the rain and shit it helped cause i was wet already then the thunder i couldn’t tell if it was the shotgun or the thunder he says let’s go start diggin let’s get this guy down good and deep i say okay he hands me the shovel i look at him i say the fuck you gonna do stand there with the gun he says yeah so i start digging it’s a little easy at first cause the mud is loose with the rain sittin in puddles but the dirt gets heavy as steel my arms and back start to hurt like hell so i ask him to help out he says fuck that if it weren’t for me we wouldn’t even be here i tell him that ain’t right he says just keep digging he just kneels there leaning on the gun got that shit-eatin grin on his face i drag the guy over into the hole he makes a plopping sound i think damn this guy had like a wife maybe kids and shit but i didn’t tell him to go ahead take off with all that money try to act like every friggin thing was just jim dandy like i could do what the heck i wanted so screw him then fuck him is right he asked for this shit it had nothing to do with me like i told him to steal all that cash stupid ass guy deserved to be face down with no face in a ditch and wet puddle of dirt all twisted and shit with half his head blown off definite stupid fuck when i’m packing the last bit of dirt on top of the stupid fuck that’s when the other genius the fuck swings the shotgun points it at me says start digging another one i grab the slick metal yank him into the slop pit cause I knew i elbow his face rip the gun loose slam the butt down good with the mud and water spraying I keep goin' and goin' and goin'

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bio: glenn gray’s stories have appeared in plots with guns, thuglit, pulp pusher, underground voices, word riot, ootg3, ootg5 and forthcoming in ootg6 as well as dogzplot and the 8th print edition of zygote in my coffee and the 3rd thuglit anthology and other crap…