I sit right next to the girl by the rocks. She’s not much like the others. She’s not a hippie, and she’s not pretending to be one. “Hi. You don’t seem like the others here.” She doesn’t look at me. “Why? Because I’m wearing a shirt.” “No, you seem different because they’re partying, and you’re…
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The half naked woman who loved the site of Stain chowing down on his own, followed him over to the massive cannon joint and huffed on it at the same time as him. The sides of their lips touched while they inhaled together. She took one extra hit then grabbed his face, pressed her lips…
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We’re running. I’ve sped up and Stain has slowed down. We’re sober. The pathway starts moving closer to the river, through the trees, and away from the road. This is good for us, no cops. We slow down to a walking pace. Just up ahead, we see inukshuks built up using river rocks. The water…
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Stain grabs his eyes. “I think I have hepatitis.” I give Stain an out of the corner of my eye sort of glance. “Hepatitis? In your eye?” “Yeah, the fellow that had been liberated from possessions was spitting while he spoke.” I laugh, out loud, and then I suddenly put on a serious deadpan face,…
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Stain and I walk for a while where there is a whole lot of nothing but houses and a few office buildings. We walk for a while longer, and finally get to a nice, reasonably well lit path that will take us all the way downtown. The path begins at a west-end park, in a…
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The two artists are slow and apprehensive about approaching us. They’re probably used to running in a scenario like this. I feel awkward, and I don’t know what to say. Stain usually fixes these situations. Stain walks right towards them. “Don’t worry you’re safe for a little while, as long as that couple doesn’t call…
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“Stain, man, I got t-shirts on the brain. You know a place we can get shirts custom?” “Downtown. I’m up for the walk if you are.” “Yeah, I’m up for the walk, but downtown is farther away than my sense of dignity when I saw that 70-year-old woman in the parking lot. I don’t think…
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I get back to the bar. Winnie makes an obvious glance towards my bulge and gives me a big toothy grin. Like a ninja, I swiftly and quietly move back to my bar stool, like I was never missing. Some ridiculously pompous blue suit is sitting in the seat right next to Lily, on the…
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Winnie brings back the wine and introduces herself. “I’m Winnie by the way.” “Hi Winnie, I’m Lily.” “That a pretty name.” Winnie points to us. “That’s Stain and Sappho. I think Sappho is a superhero name.” Stain laughs and points to himself. “Stain is a superhero name also.” Lily gives no look of judgement or…
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My heart bangs, almost right out of its cage of bones. I recognize the radiant woman behind the bar. She’s chatting with some noose necked alchy. I can tell that he values his life less than anybody else possibly could. I almost don’t want to drink after seeing him at the end of the bar,…
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