Still Warm from Satan

By Matt Galletta

The devil is waiting for me in my favorite chair when I get home from work. He wants to know why I never write about him.

“I’m a compelling character,” he whines. “Why are you ignoring me?”

I tell him I guess I’ve just never seen the appeal.

“Norman Mailer wrote about me,” he says, like that’s going to change my mind.

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