Category Archives: Vice

The temptation that courts us against our reason.

Getting Drunk, Alone, In a Crowded Bar

Jack sits at the bar with a glass of whiskey in front of him. He lifts the dirty glass with a shaky hand and pours the rancid juice down his throat. It goes down like water. His eyes shut for … Continue reading

Posted in Fiction, Vice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Betty on Sunday Morning

The door slammed shut and Betty cringed in her blankets. The smell of sweat lingered and tears soaked her pillow. It was four-thirty on Sunday morning. She had been here countless times. On the floor beside the bed lay her … Continue reading

Posted in Fiction, Vice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Doc Little

Doc Little sat in his office on the third floor of an office building in Century City. On his desk lay scattered papers, a pen, and an empty bottle of gin. Little was grotesquely overweight. His stomach sagged over his … Continue reading

Posted in Fiction, Vice | Tagged , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Achey Breaky Heart

My putrid Heart wrings inside me,

Pulling and Tearing at my Soul.

I sit engulfed by a relentless hunger

sitting,

smoking,

thinking,

drinking, Continue reading

Posted in Poetry, Vice | Tagged , , , | Leave a comment