Tag Archives: Gary V. Powell

Riding with the King

My old man got me this summer job because I’m an English major, a vegetarian, and Adrift, or so he thinks. He’s worried that after spending Big Bucks to send me to a private college I’ll end up back home, … Continue reading

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Seventh Floor Ward

The blonde girl leaks crazy from the corners of her eyes. It curls above her head like a serpent poised to strike, then paints the walls with a greasy, psychedelic swirl. Thirty times she’s tried to kill herself. The old … Continue reading

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