HILL AVE POEM 2003 John Dorsey
that first winter in toledo tim dropped wings at a chicken shack for 7 bucks an hour and i walked to the local diner every morning counting out loose change for stamps to mail out poems we lived on ramen microwave popcorn and tylenol pm that his girlfriend stole from the sam's club where she had worked part-time for more than a decade i was dating a high school girl who would bring me chocolate cake and stolen oranges and the writing had never been better one night tim decided we needed money and let some dude he met on the internet suck his dick for 40 bucks while i waited at the bar down the street he came back looking haggard ordered a shot of rye and dropped all of the cash on 12