Take the B Train – Fiction

December 1, 1994

I imagine I can hear his finger slipping in and out, and I can almost smell my moisture mixed in with his woody fragrance.

Pee – Fiction

December 1, 1994

Maybe I should just go out, whizz, pay again to get back in, and write the 85 cents off as an education in urinary time schedule management.

Prelude to a Lick – Column

December 1, 1994

This issue: Heavy. Take a look at the table of contents. No pop. All rage-filled whatever. It’s about time to listen to a little ska or something. I’m kidding.

Threesomes – Fiction

November 1, 1994

This report was compiled by asking people at parties to talk about sex, and then trying to remember what they’d said the next day when the alcohol wore off.

The Culture Bunker – Fiction

November 1, 1994

Sociopathic-but-sensitive lowlifes attempt to pull off the greatest plotline theft in history, but (all together now, folks), things don’t go quite as planned.

Prelude to a Lick – Column

November 1, 1994

October: Two nervous breakdowns, a drug O.D., major surgery, child-birth, moving, rehab, and numerous occasions of “What am I doing with my Life?” freakouts.

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