The next day was Saturday and Debra cooked us breakfast. “Are you coming antique hunting with us today?” We ate in silence for a while, then she said, “I liked your reading at The Lance...

I went into the bends. I got drunker and stayed drunker than a shit skunk in Purgatory. I even had the butcher knife against my throat one night in the kitchen and then I thought, easy,...

I was standing in line at the bank… when the old fellow in front of me dropped his glasses (luckily, with… case) and as he bent over

she bent over the side of the bed and opened the portfolio along the side of the wall. we were drinking. she said, “you promised me these

The ultra-violet ray machine clicked off. I had been treated on both sides. I took off the goggles and began to dress. Miss Ackerman walked in. “Not yet,” she said, “keep your clothes o...

my daughter is most glorious. we are eating a takeout snack in my car in Santa Monica.

The phone rang the next morning. Lydia had gone back to her place. It was Bobby, the kid who lived in the next block and worked in the porno bookstore. “Mindy’s down here. She wants you...

used to drive those trucks so hard and for so long that my right foot would go dead from pushing down on the accelerator.

I went with two ladies down to Venice to look for antique furniture. I parked in back of the store and went in with them.