Dirtyrealism Stories

Note: This is a story about grief, systems, and survival. It contains no romance, no action, and no happy ending. It's written for those willing to look straight at it.

brick by brick we tear down what love meant.

(Complete) Bud E. Ice meets a broad on the corner of Kahn and Soomer. She falls for his bullshit ass wrap. Life continued afterwards.

What if you could spend one last evening with someone you lost? Would you take it? Read my latest short story "El Curandero about a man who drives to Mexico to see a witch doctor, one that claims she could bring someone back from the dead, but just for one night.

A short story (dirty realism) about a car thief who gets stranded in the Mexican desert.

If freedom has brought us to this far, then we don't deserve to be free. In the Spain of 2031, prefectures have replaced the autonomous communities, wiping out any trace of self-governance. Follow Pau and his family through an entire summer under the yoke of the Prefecture of Catalonia, in this raw, dirty-realism tale. Here, the daily life of a young man forced to wear down his body and his voice in a factory intertwines with a society drowning in inhuman workdays, the paranoia of censorship, and the crossfire of political extremism and terrorist attacks. This is a dystopian, tragic, and oppressive chronicle, in a ONESHOT format, about how a single summer can strip an entire society of its right to scream.

(Complete) Bud E. Ice gets summoned for jury duty. Shit occurs while he's there. In other words it's an account of nine wasted hours of his life.

Zhan is a student in a post-soviet setting, trying to earn money taxiing. Trying to earn the love of his sister, he wants to buy her a dress she so desperately wants. But is it the right thing to spend the money on? Is it really what is needed? note** The setting is in a post soviet country, Kazakhstan, *tenge is it's currency, 1$ is about 350tg

(Complete) Bud E. Ice is stuck in a long line at the coffee stand.

(Complete) Bud E. Ice is hanging out with a girl and she's needs to cop some speed. He begrudgingly tags along. Bud then ends up having to play Monopoly with her and the drug dealer. They're called board games for a reason, he was indeed bored.

poetry takes us to so many places, and we take poetry to so many places. here are poems about places, and sometimes the people found in them.

In a world swallowed by fire, ash, and the endless groans of the undead, two women find solace in the chaos-and in each other. Charlotte, quiet but fierce, and Max, a bold and rugged dirt-bike-riding survivor, are bound by the blood they've spilled and the love that's grown between battles. Together they ride through ruined cities and overgrown highways, dodging death, hunting supplies, and navigating the raw ache of survival. But the greatest threat isn't just the zombies crawling from the dark-it's the living, and the cost of keeping each other alive. They will burn the world for each other. They just might have to. -this story contains violence, gore, sexual content, and mature themes. It is not suitable for readers under 18.

Un uomo si allontana da tutto, senza fare rumore. Nessuno sa dove va, ma qualcuno ci è già passato.