“I’m stuttering just thinking about that shit.”
“There’s gurgling in my head when I close my eyes.”
“I don’t know what Joey is thinking about before that lightning bolt hits him.”
“You know, my friend Pete’s dad goes to the gym. Pete’s dad takes care of his body, ’cause he loves Pete.”
Here’s to all that great work you’ve done pointing your face, brother. Pointing your face and moving in the direction it’s pointing.
Tusk editor Nate Waggoner gives himself an excuse to write fiction.
“That’s how you deal with your emotions: by screaming them at each other forever.”
Savannah Camplin writes about what it’s like to go from being surrounded by family and friends to being all alone.
By Doug Chase Hogan’s Heroes. A silly TV sitcom from the sixties. Stupid SS officers, hapless stalag commanders, sergeants who knew nothing. Colonel Klink and Sergeant…
Nate Waggoner, co-editor of this site, recently moved away from the Bay Area. A few weeks ago, his sister, Hope, filled us in on the real, sinister story behind his departure. Today, she has an update.