A jar of spackling paste, A cork when the water is ankle deep, A counselor, An escape. Not quite good enough but good enough in a pinch, like a bag of shitty weed. An Everlast punching bag, streaked white from bare knuckles. A puzzled piece that doesn't fit. You smash down with a bruised fist … Continue reading 4/27/2019
Month: April 2019
On The Rocks
The ice cubes start to shrink and saturate the whiskey’s warmth while Samuel presses the edge of a glass to his chapped lips. He dwells on dying promises before he tosses his head back and drinks to the past, even if only for a few hours. He beckons the bartender, Belle, over to his familiar … Continue reading On The Rocks
The Follies of a Postmodern Xennial 