EAT PREY DRUG outtakes – Paul Kwiatkowski
Entire days were spent vomiting, purging something out of my body. I was frozen in a lucid dream state I couldn’t wake from. I hallucinated clouds like opaque scales spiraling shut. I felt poisoned, altered at the atomic level. Hollywood looked no more damaged than usual, but I couldn’t phase out the white noise wheezing from the highway — all day the sound of leaf blowers, lawn mowers and construction crews blending into my subconscious.
Chapter 2 is coming soon.
Doing laundry is the bane of my existence, but I try to trick myself into enjoying the process, going to a nearby bar to read while I trust that no one is stealing my clothes.
One afternoon, I start the process and walk into my favorite bar, which is perfect: It’s empty, just me and…
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