Moscow. 2 AM. Approximately freeze-your-nuts-off below zero outside. Me: Safely bundled up in the back of a car. And by “back of a car” I mean “trunk.” And by “safely bundled up” I mean “tied up.” Yes, that’s right.... Read More »
The storm tore at the wooden shutters, howling in anger. Dita stoked the fire with an iron poker, fresh tear stains drying on her face from the heat. Alojzy had been gone two days now after leaving to check... Read More »
Bindleswill grunted with the effort of turning the heavy iron wheel to unlock the door. He could hear the acid rain already hissing off his thick black rainslicker. The storm would arrive any moment. With a final aged groan... Read More »
Once upon a time there was a girl named Lillian. Lillian was 14 years old. One day while at school, Lillian’s stomach began cramping while in her science class. She also began to feel a slight wetness between her... Read More »
Let’s get something cleared up: I am not a pussy. (Although I do enjoy it when available.) I did try to help the bums before they got eaten, and I did try to help the dude in the car... Read More »
“I don’t understand Magistrate.” “There is nothing to understand. The ruling is passed. This notification is merely a courtesy. Your estate and its lands are forfeit. You have seven days to remove yourself from the premises, or you will... Read More »
“Are you’re sure you’re ready for this?” Maria, kneeling on the bed, undid the clasp of her purple polka-dotted bra exposing even more carmel colored skin as her response. Shane started towards the bed, but she held up a... Read More »
3 AM. Greek Town. I’m standing on the roof of a parking garage, overlooking the neon. Its one of the few places that seems safe to walk around Detroit at three in the morning, so I like it here.... Read More »
I’ve been listening to Ladyhawke a lot lately. She did a fantastic job capturing that elusive “feel” that the 80′s had. So much so that her album seems more like a great soundtrack than a plain old album. One... Read More »
I light a cigarette. Not mine. I’m lighting it for the bleached blond beauty in front of me. Right now she’s the best looking thing at this joint. And in this city, all that really means is she still... Read More »