Kiss My Ash – Fiction

June 1, 1994

You’re parents should have warned you, but didn’t. They quit smoking, took up jogging, and observe with sublime satisfaction how their stool now floats.

Burning Desires – Fiction

June 1, 1994

I dozed fitfully, as passengers filled with a sense of foreboding have done in all the greats works of literature since pre-historic times.

Buck Naked Babes in Bondage – Rant

June 1, 1994

If you’ve lived any kind of “rock ‘n roll” lifestyle, most of what you see onstage is a beginner’s demonstration of kinky, quirky, oh-so deviant behavior.

Blind, Glowing, Spinning – Fiction

June 1, 1994

It’s an ant, alright. I can see it. Its legs tickle my palm. There is a break in song and I can hear it: The tiny wings, erect, rustle against each other.

The Forgetful Friend – Fiction

April 1, 1994

But, I would forget stuff. These things happen and go by. But you don’t realize how they add up until something really happens.

The Duke is a Free Man! – Fiction

April 1, 1994

We boozed heavily all night and jammed out with myself wailing on the swinging axe and Joe Queer playing the ultimate new tune “I Like to Hurt People.”

The Bellysmacker Kids – Fiction

April 1, 1994

The bellysmacker kids… go barefoot… eat crayons… and dirt… burn ants… throw toads… spit soda pop… and bleed kool-aid…

Support – Fiction

April 1, 1994

I lost that right long ago. But she clung to my arm and it felt good to have her hold me again.

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