Disrespectfully, Relic

by Antoinette Sherell

A blade. A dollar bill. A single baggie of coke.

The simple mantra to never get high off his supply became a struggle each time he stuffed another skeleton into his cramped internal closet.

I fell asleep watching a movie, but woke up when our girlfriend texted me back.”

🤣🤣🤣

His interest had piqued further after she conned him and his folks into her apartment just to pull out a gun on Pierre for whooping her nephew’s ass. Her tune didn’t change at the bribery of materialistic shit either, unlike every other woman he’d persuaded under those pretenses.