The man's name was Kenny, and now Kenny had a terrible headache. But this didn't matter now, cause amnesia had rattled his brain. For a moment it felt like death, everything was so white, so clear. The grandeur wore off when he realized he'd shit and pissed his pants. What had happened here? Where exactly was he? Kenny could only sit there ( Read more... )

Obnoxious was the first thought that ran through Grody's head, but this guy would have to do. I mean you can only go so far on so much gas and no beer. "Listen mister, I clean up pretty nice. Show me to the bathroom and I'll show you." So much for the feeling of immortality, but we can return to that later. Right now, this little technicality had ( Read more... )

Stretching her toes around the ridges on the clutch and the break pedal, Wino was not bothered that her nails were thick and crusted and curled and somewhat blackened. It was so nice to be alone, air the temperature of the human body, in the convertable feeling skinless. Sometimes it is an amazing day. This day was one of those days. Wino read ( Read more... )

It is at this point that things begin to change, when the lights flutter and the everything in the periphery floats. Wino pulls into himself. Its sunny now and the smell of pine trees blow through the air. It's August in Mississippi and there ain't nothing better than riding around smoking a joint. Wino is riding down Highway 45 to Hattiesburg ( Read more... )

Nicholas orders Wino a makers and can feel it burrow through the sectors of her sinus passages, holding down the impending threat of a cold, as she takes a drink. These situations always start out friendly enough, even hopeful. Entering a place in the new scene of the daylight and staying in that place until blanket of night, all the while ( Read more... )

If Wino Grody had a little more awareness, she might be the type to off himself. Wino Grody is gross, so would never think to do the romantic thing like swim off into the blackness of the ocean, never to return. Wino Grody was all cigarette butts, jars of piss arranged around the bed in a way that if you looked with just the right amount of blur ( Read more... )

The next day it turns out that the thing holding Wino back was leaving his money card at the bar. As he drove there to retreive it, stars started filling his eyes and the ground seemed to shake. It would be logical to chaulk this up to entoptic phenomena, but that is too easy. No this was much more, meant much more. "Why are you driving over ( Read more... )

Wino Groady sits in the corner of the bar in a town she has just moved to. The house wine is good, but the film in her mouth makes the water taste better. She suddenly realizes that the veins on her arm have black ballpoint pen outlines around them. She must have done this while sitting on hold with her god=son. the godson, nicholas, is currently ( Read more... )