it was the McDonald’s on Dorsett

in my dream, the one where you were drooling all over the 16-year-old girl behind the counter groaning that reverb into her then moved on to pawing at two skinny sick hustler boy addicts all itchy and scabby needled-tracked mouths all over one another your hands grabbing asses who backed and then flattened into the wall transforming into posters and looked at me with black eyes and I turned to Eric Bogosian waiting at the table for you and he said, “That’s who he is,” after you went to the head without even missing them and that is the same place two men pushed me onto my ass when I was 15 after I dragged a woman from her car across the passenger seat through flames once it was safe enough for them to take the credit for what I had done.

Originally published by Misfit Magazine.

Photo credit: Monica Escalera.