Fiction

Usually things gotta burn to be beautiful.

I’ve only heard her cry once, but it’s unmistakable. Oscar-worthy.

You look at me warily, like you’ve heard it all before.

It is 4:00 a.m. when I hear that the inevitable has occurred.

The real money was in the guilt wash.

If anything was worth fighting for, it was live tits.

Rosalía’s father was the first man to lie to her.

I figured it would be cool to be in possession of such a special brick.

I pretend I passed out watching TV, because what am I supposed to do, go home?

All bugs go harder later in their lifecycles.