June 2007
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Last Night
there were three girls arranged in order of ascending height.
eariler, they had plopped down next to me on the subway as i was engrossed in an obscure treatise/epic poem on Castro, and when it became clear that their mere presence wasn’t enough to draw my attention, the shortest one promptly removed a long, thin needle from her technicolored handbag and drove it into my exposed leg (i was...