Fact and Fiction – cereal after sex

The street was wet with rain and warped neon. I stepped into a bar and lounge called Cucumber. That’s it.… Read more.

Cracker Barrel on Crack

The ebb and flow of the Jesus crowd washed nostalgic candies into the streets of LipLock, Tejas on a sweltering… Read more.

He liked the way her mouth stretched out and showed off her big sparkly teeth when she smiled or laughed.… Read more.

Airplanes streaking across the sky on the same warm summer day wrecking balls sexing up dirty brick walls all in… Read more.

I was never really the terrible one. I only wanted to be loved, but that never came. Instead, I only… Read more.

In a pink and salty green desert town in one of the new states, adobe Spanish churches thrust their steeples… Read more.

The mercury red was dripping through the lights of the downtown bars – it was blood running through rainbows and… Read more.

The mountains in Albuquerque are to the east. In most places I’ve lived, they were to the west. I always… Read more.

I felt a Rikki Tikki Tavi ghost ship cut through my spleen as I walked across the lot and into… Read more.

Memories are deposited, the pains and joys withdrawn – it’s like black-and-white Poland to me, wandering in rags, sleeping in… Read more.

The street was fairly quiet save for a few trailing screams of fun and joy bursting forth from the mouths… Read more.