She called me back and her cell phone did like that Sprint PCS commercial. I told her to swing by or she was in town; either or, I started to prep the room. I was watching Eddie Izzard, wondering on his views of slavery, when the phone rang. ”Hello.” “Are you home? I just knocked.” … Continue reading Sao Paulo

We turned down Parker Drive and got on the highway. We had another 15 minutes before we reached the parking complex. Everyone was quiet in the back and I think Jimmy was asleep, tucked into the corner. I started to think about Shelly... I was smoking out a couple days ago with my man Nasty. … Continue reading Evidence