Andrew C McDonald
Bio
Andrew McDonald was a 911 dispatcher for 30 yrs with a B.S. in Math (1985). He served as an Army officer 1985 to 1992, honorably exiting a captain.
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Snowflake
Crystalline lattice Geometric perfection Dancing mere moments
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Poets
Controlled Surgery
Okay, prepped for surgery. Anaesthesia applied. Patient out. Scalpel. Just a thin slice around the cranium. Dab away the blood. Don’t forget the alcohol. Bone saw. Love the whir as the little blade spins… a miniature circular saw. Fragments of bone flying up. Good thing I’ve got goggles as well as a surgical mask. Right through there… that’s where it should be. It’s gotta be there. No way she’s been acting like that on her own volition. Just a couple millimeters… Not too deep. Okay.. insert probe. Activate camera. Slither through the frontal lobe into the limbic. Squiggle to left. Grey…red. It should be here. Where is it? Damn it! I know it’s there! Crap! No control module? What the fuck? You mean the bitch actually turned me down of her own free will? That makes no sense. Fuck! YANK! It’s hammer time!
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Fiction
Searcher. Top Story - November 2024. Content Warning.
One hundred miles according to my GPS. Fitting. She's been gone a hundred days. I have proof here on my arms. One cut per day. A hundred inch long scars. Each a promise. It's almost midnight. 11:58 p.m. Time for one hundred and one.
By Andrew C McDonaldabout a year ago in Fiction
