She’s domestically camoed

Keegan played the guitar and wailed Bob Dylan while the winos drank their wine. No matter how hard he tried to involve the audience they weren’t buying what he was selling. “Play some death metal,” one wino said with the paper bag wrapped around the two buck chuck he brought into the small open aired […]

In a world where everything is perfect…

John was a hearty boy.  He filled out his bib overalls and had a little top over the sides.  He loved to eat.  Every morning , before the sun would rise, John would start with a stack of flapjacks, three eggs, a pound of bacon, a plate of hash browns and a bowl of grits. […]