You’re either supposed to be a star or a star-fucker. Your mother will settle for a star-fucker.… more
You’re either supposed to be a star or a star-fucker. Your mother will settle for a star-fucker.… more
I stroke the port wine stain on his temple. I remember the day our parents brought him bundled home during a historic cold snap. He was shriveled and small like the sundried tomatoes Mom snuck into all our food. I promised to look after him.… more