May 6
2 min read
Musical Selection: Silver Convention|Fly Robin Fly
That Awkward Saturday Morning Smell You’re Not Supposed To Talk About
Flash Fiction
Chris sat on his balcony engulfed by the Saturday morning breeze — eyes bounced back and forth — blazing on a blunt the size of a sausage link. He had a uniquely relaxed smile plastered on his face. As he inhaled a…
