WELCOME TO STORIES ABOUT BEING HOMELESS
Ever run away from a boot camp at sixteen to follow the love of your life with no money other than 23 bux to get you to Providence and then realize once you get there that the love of your life is a hooker and you’re fucked? Well… that’s what happened to me at least. Little preview of my book. Enjoy the stories of lust, deceit, romance, danger, drugs, violence and rocknfuckinroll.
The Freedom That Homeless Teens Get That You Never Will
I was one of the homeless teens of America. I’m not some random writer writing about this shit, I was it. From fourteen to sixteen I was institutionalized. From sixteen to seventeen I was homeless, and from seventeen to twenty-seven I was a vagrant nomad cocaining...
Stealing Books
I was spare changing on Thayer street outside of the Brown University Bookstore and had the sudden urge to read Of Mice And Men by John Steinbeck. I stole a book from that store roughly... Hmmm... A couple times per week. My backpack was full of books, fine...
Stay With Me Just ONE More Night
“Stay just one more night” Lucy, the Ivy-League girl I fell in love with that one night I was sitting on my Indian-print blanket asking strangers for money with my witty signs 'need money for beer pot and hookers', the girl I was tellin you about yesterday, would say...