Tag Archives: walking

Let’s Get Rocked

Yeah, I felt good and artsy wearing my homemade obscenity shirt. With my leather jacket over it, you couldn’t read the front unless I stretched out my arms, but that wasn’t what mattered. What mattered was that I knew the message was there. I had decided to leave Ziggy’s as soon as the shirt was […]

If You Leave

We walked down Boylston Street. The night air was breezy, humid in that end-of-summer way. “I can tell you’re upset,” Ziggy said. “In the sense of, like, the apple cart in my mind flipped over, yeah.” I took a deep breath of the night air. We were passing the hotel where Jonathan and I had […]