Jackson’s Signature Soup by J.B. Corso

The aroma of fresh chicken broth fills a back alley kitchen. A massive iron cauldron balances on stone supports over a blazing bonfire within the room’s epicenter. Candlelight glows around the room, casting shadows of tall spice containers and vegetable baskets against the brick walls.

A childhood melody plays between Jackson’s lips. He ladles warm soup over his bald head. The liquid cascades over his nose and mouth. He sticks a curious tongue under the cascading rush. Bobbing chopped chicken sections mingle with carrot chunks around his hairless chest and back. He sips the savory broth from a wooden spoon. A deep smile pulls across his face.

“Ah, that’s good soup. It should get better reviews than my cousin’s attempt,” he says to a wayward celery piece. “If only I’d be alive to taste my own masterpiece.” He swallows a yellow pill, washing it down with a spoonful of tasty warmth. “At least Genevieve will have some fun turning me into a hearty meal.”

Jackson’s eyelids grow heavy. His face slips under the seasoned broth.

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J.B. Corso

J.B. Corso is a mental health clinician who has worked with vulnerable populations for nearly 20 years. They enjoy spending time with their children, writing, and pondering existential questions. They live with a supportive partner in the Midwest and enjoy car rides relaxing to the Grateful Dead. Their writing motto is "Developing stories into masterpieces." They are a Horror Writer’s Association member and a NaNoWriMo winner (2021, 2022). They’re an international author with works published with Sirens Call Publications and Black Hare Press.

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