Gone to See the River Man

by Kristopher Triana

I’ve learned there’s only two places a man can find peace—the woods and the grave.

I look forward to bein in both. And bein in you. Deep in yer insides. Fuckin you. Hammerin you. Cummin in yer snach and dancin like the ghosts.

She found THIS attractive???

All the world is guilty. It’s just a matter of degree.

“That’s what The River Man do. He ain’t gotta ask ya to do nothin’ evil. He just bring out the evil that’s already in ya.

“Will it hurt, darling?” she asked. Edmund flicked the blade with his finger. “Love always does.”