Ripper night
so foggy
streetlights
seem to
bubble
like lava
lamps.
Dolly, in
the designated
smoking space,
says solemnly,
“Someone
is going
to be
murdered,”
then pulls
a long drag
on her
super skinny
fag. I
silently
say, “Thank
god I’m
not a whore
anymore.”
–Joe Eldridge