Walking up Western Avenue, Dmitri see this: In front of apartment, beneath young elm green, girl in white dress whirling and whirling, someone, her father surely, taking picture. Under shade of elm and building, she appear like flower upside down, gown whiter than lily, head black. Behind her, green window sashes. She whirl and whirl, […]
Steve Weber hadn’t stayed in touch with anyone from the little farm town he left as a teenager. The place was a static reminder of high school glory or failure, early marriage, divorce and custody battles, dead-end jobs, and not much else–the face of endurance masking a vortex of interior desperation. Forty-one years later, he
I’ll tell you right now, Doc, I’m not the crazy one. Like I was saying at the end of our last session, there’s a hidden hand behind every world-changing event on this planet. The only reason most people don’t know this is because they don’t want you to know. We’re all slaves to a hidden
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The Vicious Pixies began their last song of the night. Abby prowled from one edge of the stage to the other, lost in the opening notes of an unhinged variant of “A Tisket A Tasket.” The keyboardist played a sparkly sequence of notes on a xylophone while a backup singer ran her fingers across a
My name is Danger Will Bukowski. Is there a story behind this? Why, yes there is. My ghetto fairytale begins in Compton, where my meth-addicted teen parents crashed a county general hospital, high as kites, neither even remotely realizing Tweedle-Dum was actually pregnant. Upon disclosure, they found it hilarious, and while Dum screamed, “Danger! Danger,
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He woke in the middle of the night in a burning fever, his brain boiling and his sheets soaked in sweat. He rose from his bed and staggered to the bathroom, then collapsed. His last thought before he passed out was that he would die alone. At sunrise, he crawled to his knees, wedged his
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