Box | Christopher Moylan
Tell me how it gets started, this sudden fashion for a drug. It’s more than a fashion, it’s a kind of chemical chain letter, a telepathic group think on the mos...
Tell me how it gets started, this sudden fashion for a drug. It’s more than a fashion, it’s a kind of chemical chain letter, a telepathic group think on the mos...
I wave goodbye and I take my pills I smile at nothing and I take my pills I write a bad poem and I take my pills I taste the cold steel gun and I take my...
“Two Gloves” Cheryl starts her homeless career, hikes onto the freeway onramp. This is the spiritual center of L.A., she says aloud, to no one. One ...
“A host-parasite pair in which the parasite mushroom has taken over the host bug. Prefers damp places.” – Pokédex You ate a mushroom thinking it would be...
The friar opens his hand on his greasy green syringe of 1-8-1 Trioxin. “This shit’ll chill your teeth out. The pain begins in your lips, but travels out, like y...
They stopped on Boulevard de Clichy at a bar, and then wound up at L’Ane Fontaine, one of the famously sordid bathhouses in Pigalle. It was right down the...