“K2, you’d need a team. Do you know how many people died trying. I’m not suicidal,” he says. “But you’ve climbed Everest, Denali,” she says. Those were years ago. He regrets the brag. What a guy will say to win a smart beauty. … more
“K2, you’d need a team. Do you know how many people died trying. I’m not suicidal,” he says. “But you’ve climbed Everest, Denali,” she says. Those were years ago. He regrets the brag. What a guy will say to win a smart beauty. … more
I had been trying to write a novel called Gaslit for about 7 years, on and off, and it went nowhere. There’s no other way to explain it but a man’s voice came to me, and off I went. Gaslit turned into The Stalker. … more
A chance to go to a house party where the Butthole Surfers might be living with Timothy Leary is too good to pass up but does lead one to making new life choices.… more
Famously, Heidegger didn’t get knock-knock jokes. Also his erections weren’t a mouthful like his metaphysics, so I’ve read. His Poiesis, in other words, was puny… more
Graham Moiselle waits in line like everybody else. He’s not an eejit. He doesn’t usually ask anything from anyone. He’s not looking for trouble. He just wants to be heard. That’s all he wants.… more
The primordial push doesn’t care who I choose, but it’s going to continue beeping until I get laid. If my doctor had a pill to put an end to desire, would I swallow it?… more
This was a new kind of loss. A historical loss. A full sleeve of human shit, soaked up into vintage Champion cotton like a sponge made by Satan’s Etsy store.… more
You almost had me? You never had me! You never had your kart!… more
If Max were gay and Cliff the boyish Mormon had a different god, the 25-year-old loser in stained sleepwear would’ve asked for a kiss. But that would be too much, even in a fantasy world.… more
We didn’t know if his name was Jerry or Jeremy, and we never bothered to find out. To do so would have granted him personhood, and an upsetting place in our tenuous, paper doll world.… more