Tag: drinking & drugging

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Drive, she said.

On straddling the rip in the time/space continuum. Drinking, driving, smoking, and speeding. Some nights are just made for that, no matter how fast you’ve driven, how long, or how far you’ve come.

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Lesson Number One

Previously published: BUST Magazine Spring/Summer 1996 (as Scarlett Fever) He pushes me inside a yellow…

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Dating for Dollars

Previously published: Johns, Marks, Tricks & Chickenhawks (Soft Skull Press, 2013); Best American Erotica, 1995 (Touchstone Book…

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Killing Time

Originally published as “Lele” in Hos, Hookers, Callgirls and Rentboys: Professionals Writing on Life, Love,…

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I Am Bread

Because you are 96% water, and I am 96% bread.

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Me, Nick Flynn, and Vicodin.

  Me, on Vicodin (inspired by Nick Flynn) I hate Vicodin. Ten years ago, at…

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thirty years later…

I had to take a little time off from the “other” blog, from writing in…

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ode to my depression

Alcohol was my answer to The Depression. My first answer. It worked for a while,…

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colonoscoparty or there’s a party in my pants

I’m high risk for colon cancer. Okay, everybody gets something. I hadn’t minded until today….

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memento

Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned. I yelled at my mother once. I stole…

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dawn

I have some free time now, with the not working and all. I’ve been sorting…

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moods

The thing about moods is they’re so mercurial, at least mine are.  The other day I was…

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chance meetings & second chances

When I was a kid I wanted to be a garbage man or a guest…

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summer in the city

I walked through the new Washington Square Park, expecting to be disappointed, or at least…

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I need a new drug

I’m looking for houses again. I have no money and I’m so Grey Gardens tied…

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that was then: 1979

I open my eyes to a greasy tin ceiling & the smell of oil and gasoline.I’m…