Art had somehow instantly produced a tiny coke spoon with a small mound of gleaming white crystals and slowly waved it under her nostril. And somehow it seemed completely natural for Suze to hold a forefinger to block her other nostril and sharply inhale the proffered drug. It packed a kick, she realized at once. Stuff was for real.
by JUDE ELLMAN Winter break had concluded. A boy and a girl, locked in love and separated by a nation, were desperate to reunite. The frigid January air haunted every moment they spent outside. There was seldom a reason for them to step outdoors once reunited. When apart, she spent […]
I was born in 1983. Fuck me… My mother nearly held out till ’84, but that wouldn’t have made a difference. The end of ’85 like my brother, though? Lucky little prick. He may have snuck in there before the cut-off. Probably landed in the grace period, if nothing […]
by Anthony Varriano On the third and final day of our 2014 MLB All-Star Game vacation, I awoke to my attorney walking through the door carrying two Burger King bags. “You want chicken or beef?” he asked. I took the chicken, and we washed it all down with Coke and […]
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