Transmission sounds like it’s got maybe a day left in it before I really got to take it in. Put it off long enough now; ain’t like I’ve had any spare cash to pay for it. So now the damn thing sounds like it’s had enough. Fucking lovely. Refrigerator blew out yesterday; dropped my last light bulb while trying to replace the one in the kitchen. ~excerpt from short story
"The Last Lesson,"
The Tuxedo Archives: Vol. 2006
, Article 13.
Available at: http://scholar.dominican.edu/tuxedolit/vol2006/iss1/13