Posts Tagged: Los Angeles

13 fortune cookies

Virginia shot me and kicked me out of her car—a little awkward, since she had to unbuckle my seatbelt first. I hit the pavement on my elbow, and my funny bone wouldn’t shut up about it. I coughed blood, tasted

13 fortune cookies

Virginia shot me and kicked me out of her car—a little awkward, since she had to unbuckle my seatbelt first. I hit the pavement on my elbow, and my funny bone wouldn’t shut up about it. I coughed blood, tasted

to live and die in L.A.

In Tibet, there are no words for low self-esteem. In Los Angeles, there are enough to pave the streets. There are plenty to describe hubris, too, for many come to revise themselves. The challenge of residency then is neither worshipping

to live and die in L.A.

In Tibet, there are no words for low self-esteem. In Los Angeles, there are enough to pave the streets. There are plenty to describe hubris, too, for many come to revise themselves. The challenge of residency then is neither worshipping