Shane Gannaway
Oops - an explanation
Well, it looks like I've majorly lapsed on the poem-a-day habit. Not to worry. I'm taking a short break to finish the Balkey story line....
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 231 min read
3/22/2024
“What,” the young, scarred and scabbed Scib said, “did Mr. Pin calm him – Bixson-” And Balkey closed the gap as soon as the word left the...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 221 min read
3/21/2024
Tell him Coral has finally gone sour and the Pin is as crooked as we all thought,” fryed Balkey and eyed the straight and tall, the...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 211 min read
3/20/2024
Bixson? Bixson! Son of Bix. Balkey hated the cursed moniker and no one dared utter it for fear of his fists. You’d be a goner if Balkey...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 201 min read
3/19/2024
“Don’t think you know whuz going on, razor rat,” growled brittle knight number one. Both their scarves were pulled down, adorned in cruel...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 191 min read
3/18/2024
But Balkey talked back with a stare for a beat. “‘Boy?’ Who you calling ‘boy’ diapers?” said one of the rusty guards. “This is Balkey,...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 191 min read
3/17/2024
Down a hallway where the light goes from blue to out and then to purple Balkey stomped. Night was still falling; the club hole would be...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 171 min read
3/16/2024
“Oh, Balkey, boy I only guard the club hole. All sorts of crisscross types do business here, like you said. But nothing ‘bout Rags, and I...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 161 min read
3/15/2024
The fighter spoke on, his tongue flicking silver, while he kept his hands in his holey pockets. It was nice to rest the knuckles. “But I...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 151 min read
3/14/2024
A promise would keep you fat-fed and happy. Worst of all: Balkey was not allowed to hit anyone important, and in that dim hole, they all...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 131 min read
3/13/2024
Coral’s had two ways in: The front was where the litters and scamps of Great Town entered; but the club hole door led to the club hole,...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 131 min read
3/12/2024
Balkey branged his fists against the tinny club hole door. A fraction of a face popped up in small rectangle. “Oy,” said the boy Balkey....
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 121 min read
3/11/2024
These brittle boys weren’t even no-towners. If only. They had home, and they had mission, and they were carrying the latter out. A...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 111 min read
3/10/2024
Perhaps the dolls were to be stashed someplace near the club. Balkey entertained the notion and then tossed trash at it. Coral’s or a...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 101 min read
3/9/2024
Balkey had always been a tall one. He slung low; in lizard mode. he followed the Pinnys lead the scared Rag dolls across the town...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 91 min read
3/8/2024
Brittle knights be damned. Those no-town scum could carry on across Great Town for all they wanted, so long as Balkey was kept a chain’s...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 81 min read
3/7/2024
While the sun was winding down, and the day grew short atop itself, Balkey kicked off his loiterwall. His eyes bounced around the folk on...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 71 min read
3/6/2024
The Sammy drank. Box belched. Balkey finished eating. His belly brimmed with bubbles almost immediately, the fresh munch doing its...
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 51 min read
3/5/2024
Balkey swayed with the Sammy and her goon, Box; the street passers swayed in the heat. Box brought them another round of wheat wine....
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Shane Gannaway
Mar 51 min read
3/4/2024
Midday. And the sun would give up eventually - - It was a hot ball of hate, impossibly far away - - a god above its burning creation....
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