Cop Some AZ’s And an OZ

content warning : drugs Of course he’s late, I thought to myself, as I kicked small stones out of my path, en route to the bodega up the street.   I’d been ripped away from the fantastical realms of Borges to reup—some books are better enjoyed stoned—and my asshat of a dealer was keeping meContinue reading “Cop Some AZ’s And an OZ”