The day they destroyed the set of Waterworld, they blew it up. Let metal and plastic sink to the bottom of our ocean. Let it dirty our life-giving waters with their Hollywood waste.… more
The day they destroyed the set of Waterworld, they blew it up. Let metal and plastic sink to the bottom of our ocean. Let it dirty our life-giving waters with their Hollywood waste.… more
Before we headed to the viewing room, we spent the night jerking off into a jar—taking turns, no eye contact, focused, like a drill exercise. … more
You’re either supposed to be a star or a star-fucker. Your mother will settle for a star-fucker.… more
I don’t move when the sun disappears behind the clouds. I don’t move when I see the white puffs turning gray. I don’t move when I hear the clap of thunder. I don’t even move when I feel the raindrops on my head, trickling down my cheeks like tears.… more
Where I’m from we have a word for the way the body reacts and closes up and doesn’t open up again when it receives disagreeable news. It’s hard to tell if they have a word for that here. I decided it was best not to tell them.… more
It’s not a bar, though, but a backyard party, twins, and the princess and the clown never showed so it’s just the cowboy out there, shooting water from his pistols and lassoing the birthday boy while the horde shrieks and the birthday girl wails by the fence.… more
Because at the office Christmas party she dances like a hoochie-coochie girl in a too-short shirt and a too-tight top that shows off her coconuts which used to be more than okay when you were both twenty-one and horny.… more
Dad’s personality traits are gatherer, unstable, nurturing, handy, and insane. He wants to fix things and that’s what he’s good at, but he has these random mood swings where he runs after you wielding a garden gnome or pruning shears.… more
I realised that all those big buff men really want is for everything to taste like vanilla whey.… more
He borrowed my pen once and I wrote a prose poem about it. That flash fiction I wrote last month contains his spectacled green eyes, the micro that will publish in August has his clearly bleached white teeth,That novella I’m still in the middle of developing has his DNA twisted all up in it. But I assure you his actual DNA has never been twisted up in mine.… more