I am a Justin Hyde fan. He writes killer poetry and strange stories. Here is an excerpt from one of the latter, called It Pays to Eat at McDonald’s:
“They were standing in front of the pop dispenser. Shooting it into their cupped hands and slurping it up. Was it Coke? Dr. Pepper? I can’t tell you because I couldn’t see through the adipose tissue and dual thickets of dirty brown hair. I could only hear the slurping, clicking of the mechanism and that torqued chortle native to ultra obese children.
I stood behind them, waiting patiently with my tray and empty cup.”
Read the entire story at the above link or visit the online magazine, Unlikely 2.0, where the story is published.
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