I smelled tequila - I felt ice crystals of an overly cold domestic swill abasing the back of my throat as Chuck guzzled his - and I remembered my teenage diffidence
It was the product of a real life collision between someone on Twitter asking me if I'd print my real phone number in a story ( Bukowski did ) and a pretty girl posting QOTSA " Go With the Flow"
great story. great insights.
That one came out like someone shook up a can of beer and dropped it on the floor
I smelled tequila - I felt ice crystals of an overly cold domestic swill abasing the back of my throat as Chuck guzzled his - and I remembered my teenage diffidence
I love poetic responses
Great one, Jimmy
It was the product of a real life collision between someone on Twitter asking me if I'd print my real phone number in a story ( Bukowski did ) and a pretty girl posting QOTSA " Go With the Flow"
From reading it, I figured there was some interesting inspiration.
Thanks for reminding me to share it with the inspirers.
I love this one!
Thanks. I kinda took a bit of a chunk from my own life, but it's fiction.
hell yeah jimmy, hell yeah. nice one.
Thanks Jim!
Beautiful. I remember that guy.