So, my ass is bleeding, and I’m not the adventurous sort. All I want is a normal day, but each wipe is a Japanese flag. A big red flag. Colon cancer took my mom’s life, but I don’t overreact. I probably underreact.… more
So, my ass is bleeding, and I’m not the adventurous sort. All I want is a normal day, but each wipe is a Japanese flag. A big red flag. Colon cancer took my mom’s life, but I don’t overreact. I probably underreact.… more
Tilting under the bucket’s weight, I turn, the bucket slamming the baseball-sized patch of necrotic skin on my leg where the graft failed, where dead black skin mottled with pale-yellow melted cheese. I limp over to their precious dirt pile to dump out while Scotty the commercial fisherman glares at me.… more