Barfly On The Wall
by Joe Bonomo Crossing First Avenue in lower Manhattan I hear over my shoulder a wheezy voice long associated with the Bowery. “Hey you. Ya ever been married? You?” I turned. “Oh. Yeah. I am. Happily.”...
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by Tom Pitts The problem was finding a place to shoot up. I’d tried everything. Public buses, public bathrooms, people’s front stoops, in the parks, in parking lots where needles were hidden safely...
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by Ryan Hilary I notice in pretty restaurants, Erotic games and children’s toys; The flakes of my disease. For I am often baroque with my verbiage, Stacking too many too high, Too little too low. My...
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