It was a snowpacolypse. The late January 2026 ‘lypse. It was madness to go outside, but my friend with the four wheel drive got his car running, and we were off. I was wearing: regular underwear (sorry), two pairs of long underwear, a dress, a long skirt, a sweater, arm warmies, mittens, two wool hats, […]
Read More coldTouchtown: don’t get upset. Touchtown isn’t related to football, or pedophelia. It’s what they called a children’s area at the Kansas City Zoo. The “touch” was the touch of scruffy goats and bushy sheep. The sound was that of bleating, and the look was of red capped gumball machines dispensing pellets of generic feed, intended […]
Read More PUmpkin EaterLast weekend I went to buy decongestant. The good decongestant, the one they use to make meth, the one with the sly name (pseudoephedrine), can now only be purchased from the pharmacist. I walk up to the drugstore doors, and see the sign says the pharmacy closes at 6. It is 6:08. Well. Now I […]
Read More drugstoreOne of my dear friends used to say, “when you’re going through hell, keep going,” but he’s dead now, so what does he know. I feel certain if there is any great place to be after death, he’s there, and he’s drunk most of the day. Another of my dear friends, her father died a […]
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