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Fiction: The Pounding
THE POUNDINGI saw the whole thing through the peephole in my motel room door. I’d noticed the two of them out by the pool. He was a dirty bird with his back to the late sun leaning over handlebars talking at her face. She held herself back, arms crossed and…
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Odd Jobs #3: Sex Shop Record Store
(originally published in the Austrian erotic photo quarterly, Tickl) “I’d like to return this, please,” he said, his voice just loud enough to be heard over the atonal metal riffs blasting over the shop speakers. He placed the bag on the counter. Wearing a leather vest over a Harley-Davidson t-shirt,…
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Odd Jobs #1: Helen’s Donuts
I’d unlock the doors sometime between five and six, usually just before sunrise. The cold and the dark always made me a little depressed. So did the job. I was twenty years old and instead of working on graduating from college to become a marine biologist or archaeologist, I was…
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Life Moments #9: On Prince Rogers Nelson
PRINCE HOTWIRED HIMSELF into my teenage brain one hot summer day in Chico, California. My friend Shane had introduced me earlier that day to two sisters, Eden and Rainbow. The four of us walked through Bidwell Park, popped into a market for candy and soda, and then headed over to…
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Life Moments #8: Me & Jesus & the Stink-Eyed Pastor
JUST COME MEET JESUS ONE TIME she would implore us again and again. Sarah was a sweet girl, an improbably lost girl with dirty dreadlocks and a smile that seemed afraid of itself. She’d been hounding Maria and me for weeks to go to an after school church gathering for…