My most recent nightmare involved amputees and cannibalism. I was the amputee, and the cannibals were three dirty backwoods men and my mother. They were eating the parts they amputated from me. The excision of my body parts wasn’t painful, but as I lay there on a filthy mattress following […]
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It sat on the front stoop to the left of the door and stood when I walked out like it was waiting for me. It wasn’t until I stopped to tie my sneaker several blocks later that I realized it had been waiting for me. The creature was behind me, […]
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Before you say don’t date a drug dealer, well sure—I was not trying to date a drug dealer. I was trying to buy drugs from him. Anthony, a sleepy-eyed guy who sold pot-on-delivery, would roll into my apartment every three weeks or so, smiling slow, talking calmly about art or […]
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We went out in the dinghy the day after I arrived, Mike and I, and his sister Megan. There was a small outboard motor rigged up, and Mike was clowning around at the tiller. We had beers in a cooler and the light was rippling spastically off the water. There […]
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