Nicolas digs to the root of most rotten things fast and ruthless. Pit bulls are an affectionate breed. None of my pits attacked anybody before. Yesterday was a calamitous accident.… more
Nicolas digs to the root of most rotten things fast and ruthless. Pit bulls are an affectionate breed. None of my pits attacked anybody before. Yesterday was a calamitous accident.… more
The only place in town where nobody recognizes me is submerged deep in the Burger King ball pit. Whoppers make me woozy, and balls-deep is a scary feeling, but I feel most alive after a bloated somersault, marooned upside-down in a padded box six feet below an orgy of kaleidoscopic hollow plastic balls with my stomach full of melted American cheese.… more
I fractured my penis driving the Zamboni. Before that, my mother disowned me. Before that, I sat shaving my legs like floating dreams above the blue line where hockey players shouted prayers to toothless gods. Before that, my father broke my nose with his figure skate.… more