“...feel the fierce way desire tourniquets itself around you and clings Clubland South of Market tweak- chic trannies powder their noses from bullet-shaped compacts and flick their forked tongues like switchblades as they burn the night down bleed day to… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
Methamphetamine is so Flowers for Algernon: All that super-human cerebral ability fades to limited physical activities like stapling carpet scraps to the wall or… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
“...feel the fierce way desire tourniquets itself around you and clings Clubland South of Market tweak- chic trannies powder their noses from bullet-shaped compacts… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
YOU YOU YOU your eyes, thick as a high school scrapbook crackling and yellow, curling at the edges a book of myths in which… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
“Filip was from San Jose, but his painfully good looks excused that. He was tall, six-foot-something-or-other, intensely blue eyes, chiseled features, massive package. Didn't… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
There's so much I should say, so many things I should tell him, but in the end I tell him nothing. I cut a… — Clint Catalyst Copy Share Image
