Liam McCloskey
Bio
Weeds are treasures.
Stories (6/0)
Julie Davis is a Star
An old European man named Dylan Kennedy always carried pepper around in the breast pocket of his plaid shirt. His shirt was blue, the pepper was black. He carried it because he loved sneezing, but more than that he loved when people would say ‘bless you’, ‘God bless you’, or ‘gesundheit’. You know, some say that the cumulative effect of eight consecutive sneezes could replicate the pleasure of having an orgasm. Poor Dylan’s record was a measly five.
By Liam McCloskey2 years ago in Humans
The Mousekeeper
Edgar Allen Stevens had only been seen once since getting out of prison three months ago— entering a pet store downtown, and wearing a sombrero of all things. Only one person saw him leave— Melissa Muscustos, who also happened to know exactly what he had purchased, and exactly how many.
By Liam McCloskey2 years ago in Fiction
Leash Slack
You know, I’ve never walked my dog without thinking about how similar it is to raising a kid. I don’t think you should ever really walk your dog, but you also can't let your dog walk you. Dogs are never wrong, that’s the thing. They’re all instinct, baby. Sometimes you gotta let ‘em chase a scent, but then sometimes you gotta hold ‘em back, you know? Those sons of bitches—haha.
By Liam McCloskey3 years ago in Humans