“It’s like Grandpa told us,” my brother said. “It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.”… more
“It’s like Grandpa told us,” my brother said. “It’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission.”… more
His wife had been only a child, thirteen to be exact, the day she found the baby. She and her family had lived in the country, far enough outside the limits of town that they had had no immediate neighbors to speak of. The family house sat on a ten acre plot alongside the farm-to-market… more
“Being out of my mom’s house for the first time, surrounded by more cosmopolitan people I couldn’t relate to, deeply unsure of myself, I bonded with these albums. They told me there was a world out there not just for me to revere but emulate.”… more
“We come in a rental car, white or black or silver, and we bring with us the “Notice to Quit” and the lawsuit. Sometimes the houses are empty, the owner gone with the foreclosure notice. They slink away to another place to forget this place and these times… more
The sky reflected the sepia tint of Troy’s eyes as he unscrewed the cap of his flat pint whiskey bottle and ran it under his nose to smell the burn of fumes before knocking back a swallow. … more
“Boom-Boom stands in the full-length and gives his soft nose a honk: it’s time to get zany… more
“What does spundalé mean?” the cashier asked. I really didn’t know what it meant, and to tell him the rules wouldn’t have gotten me my stuff back. “I don’t know,” I said and skulked out of the door.… more
“I dressed up tonight, plump flesh pressed into fishnet stockings like a juicy, punk rock ham. Fresh from Kentucky… more