September 11, 2024 | Fiction
The Big Asshole
md wheatley
I went in every Manhattan bookstore looking for The Cows by Lydia Davis.
I went in every Manhattan bookstore looking for The Cows by Lydia Davis.
You touch everything you see. You want everything you touch.
I was driving down the freeway listening to Third Eye Blind way too loud
I was telling stories. I was enjoying music. I was proselytizing. I was observing.