So, by late July 1999 Jesse had a new focus for his life but he had other priorities also. He had just gotten a tattoo on the back of his right calf. Of course, he didn’t discuss it with me first and had used $100 he owed me to get it done. I had just bought him a used...
When she asks why I cry it’s for her, and them and my mother and the grandmother she’ll never be, the nightmares she never shushed for them, the dresses she never picked out, the interruption, the godfucking awful end of all of it. The shuddering finale that left us all wounded,...