THE BIG LIE NEW ORLEANS Sitting at a bar on Bourbon Street. Shrimp and Grits for dinner. I’m on my tenth beer. The crowds come in and walk through the bar in clusters. Bartenders yell out, “Drinks drinks drinks. How many? What you want? Seven? Ten? Twelve?” The bartenders are fast. I know one of … Continue reading The Fringe 2016: Chapter 7
A LIST OF QUESTIONS we’re drinking beers and cooking dinner in The Beast – 16oz cans of Miller High Life and chicken tacos. RB, Mo, and myself. It’s only day four or five, and we’re already bushed. Tired but not beaten. At the top speed of 65mph, zipping from city to city at our current … Continue reading The Fringe 2016: Chapter 3
“This is how you get murdered,” I said to myself while executing a twelve-point turn in the backwoods of Arkansas at approximately midnight. A long series of county roads, numbered, not named, led me up and then down the Ozark hills for the better part of an hour until I arrived at the last house … Continue reading The Fringe 2016: Chapter 1
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