Bradley stared at the tv in disbelief. It was always on. Marie didn’t work and spent nearly all of her time watching Headline News. Nancy Grace was her favorite. Continue reading →

When I was a child there was nothing to eat. Continue reading →

Like most people, I had a messed up childhood. Who doesn’t, right? My father took off before I was born and my mother was left to care for me on her own, a skill she was sorely lacking. My mother slipped right back into the drug-addled, party lifestyle she’d enjoyed before I was born and had soon turned our two-bedroom apartment into an opium den. Continue reading →