
Musings from the mental hospital
In the emergency room, they watch you go to the bathroom through a window, and they don’t let you close the door all the way.

The Great Gig in the Sky
Once I read about a boy from Northern Pakistan who didn’t experience pain.

How to remove poison
The memory is so deeply rooted it’s as if my body remembers directly.

The Barefooted Women in White Robes
The O-ring in the ceiling in the front room is sturdy.

It’s Our Lucky Day
It’s your lucky day because you have questions - more than just that one - and I have answers to all of them, especially that one.
More-of-the-same-with-Mike Continuum
My brother’s body was found by his drug dealer on September 25, 2008. The dealer was a supposed friend, but later, when reading my brother’s texts, it became clear this “friend” was only tolerated because of his access to OxyContin.
