Lollipop Magazine

Naked – Fiction

September 1, 1993

Standing naked… Defenseless and cold… Thinking of increasingly… Complex amounts of… Absolute nothing…

Junkie Funeral – Fiction

September 1, 1993

It’s in the blood, blood’s all through the body, in the skin. I bet, even if all your blood was taken out right after you shot, it would still be in your skin.

Hero – Fiction

September 1, 1993

Still, we swim in possibility, the sea of maybe…

H – Fiction

September 1, 1993

White hot flame… Pulsing, throbbing, begging… H…

Frank’s Depression Poetry – Fiction

September 1, 1993

Cookie Monster has given up… chocolate chip cookies… for the salty taste of little girls.

Fluid for a Cycle – Fiction

September 1, 1993

We were fluid for a cycle… Liquid, raining, weaving ice and life… Breathing cold, thin lonely air…

Emancipation – Fiction

September 1, 1993

I want to learn more. See the girl in the mirror. Do I see her? A fat whore? Emaciated and scared?

Death is a Woman – Fiction

September 1, 1993

Please let me sleep… I am beaten… Bruised… And bleeding… I need to be healed… Caressed… Nurtured… And rocked to sweet slumber…

Broadway Cab 24 Hour Dispatch – Fiction

September 1, 1993

“Funny you should say that,” I continued to slur, “I helped put out the first issue of Lollipop, a magazine distributed in Boston and other cities in the area.”

Bare Bone Canvas – Fiction

September 1, 1993

Dismal days and darker nights, colors clash in endless flights. Blue to red, then red to grey, colors flare, then fade away.