Chapter 10: “CON” (from BRONX NIGHTS 🌃🍎)

  This is the story about a boy named Jaime.   He’ll tell you. He grew up on a dirt floor in Orangeburg, South Carolina. That’s where his story begins. Sorry, he has impaled himself on this origin.   Yes, it’s sad. But some of us got ass-raped at the age of five, and, you […]

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Chapter 9: “Nova” (from BRONX NIGHTS 🌃🍎)

      Alex is the least spiritual person I know. That’s not pejorative. Some people simply prefer only to exist in material space. I have no problem with that. I respected that part of her enough to love her.   That said, Alex kept a self-declared witch, Verse, in the bag as her self-proclaimed […]

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