One

More weekend of July. We are already halfway through summer, thank all that is good. Twice this season the weather has saved my mental health; I hate summer but I love summer thunderstorms. We’re going to be alright. You know what’s fucked up? I had just started feeling like my life long attraction to RussiansContinue reading “One”

1080

Going into fifth grade my Father married our Stepmother and we moved into the city. Calling Slocomb a city is like calling Dothan “Birmingham”. Trust me, that killed in Alabama. We’d been living on my Father’s bosses property in a trailer that belonged to us. We had love if nothing else. When our Stepmother enteredContinue reading “1080”

True

I don’t know how I know, but Female Sex Workers (most Sex Workers) have no time for homosexual men. I thought it was the “no business” aspect. It’s because the Homos will beat any price.* I don’t know how I know, but it’s true. (Or you know, whatever, if I gotta go there.) (One dayContinue reading “True”