I’m supposed to come over for a cup of tea and some low carb shepherd’s pie (apparently there is such a thing) but I’m worried about later about how I’ll feel the afternoons have been tricky lately “Can I come now?” I ask her over the phone, already in the car and heading in her…
Just In Case You Thought I Was Normal
I am 17listening to an answering machine messageinforming me of the deathof a friend I sawonly three days beforehis golden curlssmeared with bloodon the 405his motorcycle crushed by a big rigthere was no pain they told his mother Days laterI am sitting in Econone amonga roomful of horny teenagersignoring a lecture on the importance of a…