"The decoupaged cadaver sprawled on its back on the couch. The thing tried to win him over with a gaze in a fine print. A series of Frankenstein scars on a paper on its face. Mark was just a few steps away from barebacking its broken heart." - Nikola J Milosavljevic mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"I wanted to shout, I got shot, but no one would’ve cared, and then after all that travel and hustle I got home and the silence crashed in on me like a wave." - J. Malcolm Garcia mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

Beach Sloth is having a renaissance on bluesky!

"No one lets you in on the secret that when a loved dies, you have to relive it with each retelling. At this point, I’ve detached the meaning from it. Just a bedtime story I never forget to tell myself. Me, an ongoing audience of one." Jack P. Consiglio Jr. mrbullbull.com/newbull/crea...

"I'm in love with Veronica. I don’t mean the child in front of me you pervert. I’m in love with the idea of her, of a holy connectedness that could exist between people & the divine source of it, of all the human experience in microcosm." @charliekondek.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

Please check out this brilliant little piece from @beachsloth.bsky.social beachsloth.substack.com/p/a-phone-ca... about "A Phone Call with my Siter" by Macy Craig mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"Ghosts are severely misunderstood. Like we are all evil out to terrify humans. As if humans don’t terrify humans. As if we can haunt humans better than other humans can." - Priyanuj Mazumdar mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

“I’d assumed he was referring to the aesthetic aspect of my skeletal structure, perhaps complimenting me on high cheekbones or a soft jawline, without directly saying so. But then one day he asked …” @jekwriter.bsky.social in @mrbullbull.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

I found the right home for a wrestling micro at @mrbullbull.bsky.social. Check it out for a heel turn! mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

Check out my spooky winter story at @mrbullbull.bsky.social!

"I tumbled back into the past, into those moments I’ve relived so many times. Knee-deep in icy water, my numb hands submerged. Reaching, grabbing, pulling. Screams echoing around me, mingling with the cries of seagulls." @madeleinewrite.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"Last week of summer. A hurricane was supposed to be there that weekend. You didn’t need to watch the news, it was in the air. The impending violence of it, almost sweet smelling, like a burgeoning romance. Korey and his family would stay." - XC Atkins mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

Thanks, @mrbullbull.bsky.social, for publishing my story!!

"My ex, Ray, claimed he could see my bones. I’d assumed he was complimenting me on high cheekbones or a soft jawline. But then one day he asked why I didn’t have the cavity in my left molar fixed. Soon he became concerned with my arthritis." @jekwriter.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

Merry Christmas from BULL. Here's a story about a 24-hour boner from Salvatore Difalco. mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"Chinni chuckles softly, then begs, then resorts to Reiki for transmuting her unspent libido while you bury all your helplessness at the clinic, filling the plastic cup & praying for at least one or two to get up, do the work." @sridharviji.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"On his walk, he sees ink insulation hanging like guts from the cavernous chest cavity of the dumpster. Flies crowding a flattened squirrel with something green leaking from one eye. They scatter at his approach, the buzzing a soft warning." Susan Flint mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"The fact he tells these stories tells me he wants to keep on breathing. He hasn’t given up yet. And when he sits outside staring at the sky, I see him gripping the wheel, turning down a back road, big wheels kicking up a hurricane of mud." @seanthomasd.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

Closing out 2025 with this lil short story from BULL. Happy holidays!

@cbwell.bsky.social is a hell of a writer who you should stop and read right now. His collection, NOTHING GOOD HAPPENS IN A FLYOVER STATE, is one of my all-time favorites. Really excited for this story.

"On his way out Dad bent down & told me that I was man of the house now & I would be taking care of Mom. None of the other 12-year-olds on my block had a job to do like this. Maybe, I thought, this would prepare me for 6th grade." - Colin Brightwell mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"I figured I’d wasted enough time & money & went back to look for funny bangs girl and that’s how I ended up watching slip-&-slide bikini lady hit the bump & take a dive through the crocodile mile of drunken former frat boys’ cheers." @fissuresofmen.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"If marriage taught Arthur anything, it was that he knew when his wife was upset. His problem, however, was that he never knew what she was upset about." - Peter Hannon mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"He hates this about Beardy Man, always making plans without him. These decisions need careful planning. Not only that. They are best friends. Supposed to do things together. And here he is, making big decisions. So independent, so annoying." - Ya-Ting Yu mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

So happy to have had this piece published by @mrbullbull.bsky.social 😊 #writerslife

"It appeared on Toma’s shirt on a Monday so ordinary it was making his teeth hurt. The extra button was identical to all the others in everything except for one thing: it had no corresponding buttonhole. This fact bothered Toma the most." @amadolaila.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

I've taken the reins for this month's #Mondettes - it's my end-of-year round-up of some of my favourites from 2025, also known as the MAFFIAS!!! mondettes.substack.com/p/december-2...

I have a flash fiction piece titled CRUSHED EAGLE BEAK up at Bull today. Those interested in some trans-penned gallows humor about living in America, proceed.

"Neighbor’s dog was sniffing in my yard today & after a quick transvestigation, it was obvious she used to be a man, so I re-tie the rope to my robe, mutter a quick prayer. I mean, shit man, I have kids." @never.horse mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"No bravado. No jeering. Just you under the hot sun realizing God ain’t doling out mercy that day. Only pain as currency for community. There’s no ego death without blood and suffering." - Dee P.R. Kay mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"How did his 3-year-old 'moving girl' turn into a 17-year-old who never leaves her bed? He partly thinks there’s a thousand different reasons, thinks partly there’s no reason at all, just something that happened organically & can’t be explained." - Brian Greene mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"He picked up a strip of bacon & dragged it through the yolk until it bled. Took a bite & let himself enjoy it. For a moment, he quit thinking about failure & divorce & dead-end towns. Just ate his breakfast like a man with nowhere else to be." Bob Kelsoe mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"The kid sets the ring back down on the counter. He looks at his sneakers, unwilling to make eye contact. 'I just need some quick cash. But I’ll be back, maybe soon as next week, to buy back that ring.' He takes a deep breath, scratches at his arm." - Paul Germano mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"He picked up a strip of bacon & dragged it through the yolk until it bled. He took a bite & let himself enjoy it. For a moment, he quit thinking about failure & divorce & dead-end towns. Just ate his breakfast like a man with nowhere else to be." - Bob Kelso mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

Way back in January, "The Day After Easter" came out in the great @mrbullbull.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

Well, fuck, pretty humbled by this beautiful little thingy about BULL by the esteemed Beach Sloth beachsloth.substack.com/p/bull

"It was a tragedy of what-if’s: a lifeline not particularly interrupted but partly rubbed out to continue as what: a sideshow always placed on the peripherals & pitied? He wanted a girlfriend & wore this search like his disability wore him." Stan Kempton mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"Of all of the food and treats Kelso had eaten in his nearly thirteen years, the one thing we had never given him was chocolate, but on this, his final day, he partook. He loved it, of course. It’s fucking chocolate." - Josh Olsen mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"There is no going back. I found the break in the flesh. I resharpen the knife to be sure I don’t have any parts caught in the blade. The parts left untouched for show are the gills, where it worked hardest to live." - Trista Hurley-Waxali mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

"Lenny puts away his copy of The North American Actuarial Journal and basks in what he’s done. Little red-haired Leonard Reister, detester of gym class and organized sports, human punching bag at Harrison Elementary School, has become a hero." Wim Hylen mrbullbull.com/newbull/fict...

There's always one piece that strikes the holiday melancholy with perfect pitch for me. This year it's this piece by James Keith Smith in @mrbullbull.bsky.social. mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

What you do is you average out the number of likes you get on every post & subtract 20% for pity likes. That's how many people care about you in this world. Then do the same with everybody else who gets more likes, except add 20% for all the people who love them offline = how much less you matter.

“'Ever give a massage to a big fat dude?' he asks, which is the most Midwestern thing you can say, even in the most Midwestern bar in San Diego." - James Keith Smith mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

What's more singularly human than to adorn our lives with objects. Objects that accompany us to a time bastardized by memory, that remind us in our isolation of people we can no longer hold. That split us open at the hinges & leave us bare to the world." Blake HC Mihm mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"He was frightened that his wife'd gone over the edge, that neighbours would gossip about the crazy lady taken away in the night. I imagined his daughter’s classmates telling her that her mother'd screamed so loudly that all the birds'd flown away." - Rebecca Klassen mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"No oasis. No needles. Only mirages. Like the imaginary tar pit that turned Bird's bebop jaunt into a slog. The swarm of bees that punctured him with empty stingers. Even the music came to life as a blood-red buzzard that circled overhead." @kiptain.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"No oasis. No needles. Only mirages. Like the imaginary tar pit that turned Bird's bebop jaunt into a slog. The swarm of bees that punctured him with empty stingers. Even the music came to life as a blood-red buzzard that circled overhead." @kiptain.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

"The garage still smelled like her. Motor oil and lavender detergent. She used to change the oil in both trucks. Said she liked the quiet under the chassis. Said it made her feel like a mechanic and not just someone’s wife." - Bethany Bruno mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...

Thank you so much @thedrevlow.bsky.social for publishing my latest weirdness in @mrbullbull.bsky.social 'Obituary / Bryant Farmer (1975-2025)'

"As her non-existent father figure, Gwyneth shall mourn him for what could have been rather than what was." @delgeo14.bsky.social mrbullbull.com/newbull/flas...