We used to meet at thisenclosed bus stop.Glassed in, like ablurry-eyed goldfish.Diesel morning sadness.We were drunks, dead, andstill dreaming.There was Chuck, Dog,LeftyLuckyand Beth.We shared our minusculeamounts of liquor, and sangold Motown favorites."Mama said there'd be dayslike this."These were the...

  I stood shivering from the blustery cold wind on a small desolate island. Both my hands were tied to the rocks on the beach. I was completely naked awaiting the arrival of Cetus, the sea monster. "Andromeda. Princess of the...