I waited in line for a good forty minutes outside, before walking through the metal detector. After showing my ID, … More
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Mail Cell
“Get the mail please,” I urged my son. “But I’m in the middle of a game!” “It’s your chore! It’s … More
A Tribute: To A Victim
It was a dark and drizzly night in late February as I rounded the sidewalk towards the old flickering neon … More
Livin’ the Dream: In Spandex
I had just finished whoring myself up one evening when I heard the honking radiating through my house, I peered … More
My Four Leafed Stalker
It’s happened to even the best of us. Beer goggles. You go out to a bar or club. Have a … More
Cocaine: On a Cellular Level
One bright, very hung over, Sunday morning: I woke up, caked on some MAC and packed a beach bag. I … More
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