“’Come on, man,’ Giuseppe said. ‘You’re starting to bum me out.’ ‘Yeah,’ Leo said. ‘What is this?’ Sammy shook his head. ‘Share,” Giuseppe said. ‘If not with us then with who?’ ‘You mean whom?’ Leo said. And Giuseppe said, ‘I mean suck my dick, okay?'”… Continue Reading
Chinni chuckles softly, then begs, then resorts to Reiki for transmuting her unspent libido, while you bury all your helplessness in newspapers, reading from first to last page, then at the clinic, filling the plastic cup and praying for at least one or two to get up, do the work.… Continue Reading
On his walk to work he sees ink insulation like guts hanging from the cavernous chest cavity of the black dumpster. Dozens of flies crowding on a flattened squirrel who has something green leaking from one intact eye. The flies scatter at his approach, the buzzing a soft warning.… Continue Reading
The fact he wants to tell these stories tells me he wants to keep on breathing. He hasn’t given up yet. And when he sits outside on the bench and smokes, I see him staring off at the sky, his right arm gripping the wheel, turning down a back road, big wheels kicking up a hurricane of mud.
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On his way out Dad bent down and told me that I was man of the house now and I would be taking care of Mom. None of the other twelve-year-olds on my block had a job to do like this. Maybe, I thought, this would prepare me for sixth grade. … Continue Reading
I figured I’d wasted enough time and money and went back to look for funny bangs girl and that’s how I ended up watching slip-and-slide bikini lady hit the bump and take a dive through the crocodile mile of drunken former frat boys’ cheers.… Continue Reading
If marriage taught him anything, it was that he knew when his wife was upset. His problem, however, was that he never knew what she was upset about.… Continue Reading
He hates this about Beardy Man, always making plans without him. These decisions need careful planning. Not only that. They are best friends. Supposed to do things together. And here he is, making big decisions. So independent, so annoying.… Continue Reading
The extra button appeared on Toma’s shirt on a Monday so ordinary it was making his teeth hurt. The button was identical to all the others in everything except for one thing: it had no corresponding buttonhole. This fact bothered Toma the most.… Continue Reading
Neighbor’s dog was sniffing in my yard today & after a quick transvestigation, it was obvious she used to be a man, so I re-tie the belt on my robe, mutter a quick prayer to the twin towers just like they taught me at school. I mean, shit man, I have kids.… Continue Reading