Author - Jai Murugan

“Out!” yelled Blindy, as I slid home. I never understood how my imaginary ump could be so darned incompetent. Just once you’d think...

Some of my former imaginary friends and enemies could speak. They had squeaky voices from dry air, insensitivity toward my feelings, and clouds of confusion in...

Cussing was only habitual for this individual for about a year – something about adolescence and limits. As soon as a curvy girl in a red dress told me she...

Now oft outlawed but once prevalent initiation rites, whether it is to a cult, a school, a sorority, a not-so-secret secret service organization, or a tree...

The inner demons of man hide in the corners of the head the way bits of digested food cling to the corners of the bowel. Bits of rotten garbage, both. The...

My first encounter with a bunk bed was a triple at Uncle Elliot’s summer cabin on a stinky lake with a colorful brown nickname. All five cabins were...

I swear, you could take any topic or item at all, put it in the proper affluent unethical hands and the sheep consumer will go for it – in record numbers to...

The days of the scenic and unique mixed farm are gone. No one ceptin’ robotic corporations with oodles of cash even deal in milk. Robots even do the...

At some point in our lives we begin to ponder – about the same time as trouble starts. For about six years, maybe more, I mumbled my way through The...