It's 4:05am. The man from the bodega - everyone calls him "Tommy" but everyone knows that's not his real name - gave me a cigarette.... Read more →
Also turns out I didn't need to steal it. It's a gift. Read more →
You told me once your mother just cuts people out. Should have taken note Tequila brings the breech back And the illusion of eloquence I... Read more →
I know I just wrote a 'prologue' to a story and believe me, Meryl had a word or two to say about it. She insists... Read more →