A chartreuse jellybean, the size of a small egg, sat nestled firmly within a Jack Daniels shot glass. A veiny hand, dotted with liver spots resembling ground sausage on a meat-lovers pizza, quietly slipped its bony fingers around the small glass and lifted it into the early morning air. Quickly following were a pair of [...]
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Lighted I’m 21. Clueless. Only green. Not even alcohol really. I’m browsing the internet one frigid, purple-tinged winter evening and come across a website promoting a legal psychedelic. I’m intrigued. Legal? Why? I don’t order the material from the site. I order the plant. I’m gonna grow it. It shows up at my doorstep a [...]
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Childhood I know of a place. A place where the wind breathes The Beach Boy’s Kokomo. Where jet-black storm clouds threaten the horizon. But never rain. Where the aroma of wet alfalfa clings to nostrils. Where a dozen Collie puppies bark pure happiness. Where kids leap from car bumper to hoop rim and get yelled [...]
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Dear John You are the one on the far left. You are the one sitting lower than the others. You look completely alone. And not for that reason do I always choose you. You are always the cleanest one. Because the man-code says you can’t be used, only if you’re the only open one. But [...]
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