as well read it.
What’s going on
in the world?
Perhaps
a new war?
New president? Not that
either event would
affect me.
Anyway, Section B,
page three, I come
across a photo.
Definitely
[an ugly] me, cashing
a check at a local bank.
The caption reads:
Does
anyone know this
woman? Fuck me.
Someone out there
definitely does.
First Things First
Trey and I decide our abode is no longer
a safe place to stay. Not only does the greed-
fed manager know us, but a process server
has lately been by. I’m not real sure he got
a good look at me, but you never know.
That guy is no doubt always on the prowl
for an easy buck. Secret Witness is painless
pickings. The major bummer is, we just paid
the rent. But such is the not-pretty life of