Yeah, kinda. Is that a challenge? A friend actually drug me to a poetry reading one time and, after a 6-pack, I got up and read one of my stories, High Carb Diet, to much surprised laughter. I guess after all the tragic and dark poetry they were in the mood for a story about a guy with polyurethane testicles who works in a cubicle and is in love with a girl who doesn’t know he exists.
It’s intoxicating making an audience laugh. Waaaaay better than sex.
Published on March 26, 2015 02:25