Read Part I, II, III, IV and V
VI
‘Can you tell me a bedtime story grandpa?’
I cannot breathe. But then, do I need air? Darkness — it surrounds me. Beneath the world, I lay like a…
Drive-thru tacos taste like summer,Like girls in halter tops and cut-off shorts,And shirtless boys with swimming pool…
When I told the izakaya waitress — Mutsumi, according to her name tag — that I hadn’t ordered potato salad, she just left the bowl on…
Coach boiled my muttonWith vegan spicesWhile puffing through clogged arteriesHis sac of a tummyForces the steam…