When I was young I had a best friend. He taught me what Metallica’s ‘One’ was about. We wrote Robocop fan fiction together. He kissed me on the cheek with my mother’s lipstick one time. She liked to have him in the house when my dad went on business trips, he was big for his age. He lives in Wisconsin now. He has invited me to go ice fishing next winter.

Bruxist (The Teeth Grinder)
Cold Spring Harbor
Eulogy at a SleepOver
Moche Glory Hole
Tulip Vase, Patience is a Virtue