“It’s not right!” Nicky said. “It’s not right! They love each other! I saw it! I saw it with my own eyes! They were going to be so beautiful, and they were going to be something great.” Then just like this, he said: “I’m gonna hurt him.”… more
“It’s not right!” Nicky said. “It’s not right! They love each other! I saw it! I saw it with my own eyes! They were going to be so beautiful, and they were going to be something great.” Then just like this, he said: “I’m gonna hurt him.”… more
Everybody knows there’s a relentless war on manhood. Your teacher’s mistake was thinking that men like us would sit back and let the world change without us, without our say so. We are men, Eric. We feel the facts like fire coursing through our veins.… more
I could see blood trickling down her right nostril. It streamed down her lips. Pooled in her cleft chin. Spread like cracks in broken glass down her neck in bright red streaks. And there was a funny rumbling in her throat too—something near a purr—what I took at the time as a sign of pleasure.… more
The other time, they just let her go because back then only one fellow student claimed Pamela pushed the Barbie look-alike into an oncoming car. The snitch was a Goth girl, smelled like dirt, and no one believed her. She was an attention seeker, with her purple-and-black hair.… more
Sometimes two dads become one & then they split into three & they’re being swallowed up by their own sea of dark blue t-shirts & hats & the tents fill up with contortionist dads & trampoline act dads & they all come back out of their tents & say hurry we’re going to miss the best thing.… more
Your hair smells like fire, he said at volume to his kid in McDonalds, but she was busy eating chicken nuggets and trying to work out if it’s okay to loathe your father.… more
My turn in line, and how easy to now imagine my mother, a child just like me, in a lunch line at school, thinking a paper lunch card made them special, unaware it was for all the wrong reasons, unaware of what it said of them now and what it threatened to say for their future.… more
My wife, she writes children’s books. They’re educational and give the kids practical advice. Her bestseller is Pete The Pedophile, which teaches children to stay away from grown men who wish to have sex with them.… more
My body kissed the concrete. You threw punches and kicks. One of them wagged a finger in your face, and you bit it. “You’re such pussies. Is that really all you got?” you said, taunting them, while I just lay there.… more
The only way I can eat cake is with a bruise on my forehead and my ponytail in his hand.… more