I didn’t hear the backyard gate open or a greeting, if there was a greeting, until the stranger’s head was right next to mine, one eye closed. I smelled beer. “Well, looks like you’ve got yourself quite a project here.”… more
Tag Archives: Recovery
Sparrows
Fiction by Zsombor Aurél Biró (translated by Timea Balogh)“Meanwhile I’m thinking about how this is what a rehabilitated heroin addict should look like. Not like me, or the others. Imi has a job, money, a fiancé. In short, a life. It’s all worked out for him. Of course, it all depends on your perspective. I’m alive, so if we look at it that way, it worked out for me too.”… more
The Balboa AA Club
Fiction by Dan Corfield“It seems that every time I drink I go to jail. You must tell me how to fix this,” he said… more
