What you get from fucking with a writer by Bogdan Dragos

She was one pretty woman,

alright,

but her hands and fingers

and palms were horribly

messed up

“It’s from drinking,” they said,

and she

didn’t deny

It was from drinking

She would drink

distilled drinks only

and preach about the evils

of brewed drinks

while doing it

Then,

somewhere along the way

she would

remember

how her ex lover got rich

from writing and publishing a

book

about their relationship

It was one hell of a funny

story

and she got no

slice of the royalties from it

Not that she wanted any

What she wanted

was to

have that story erased from

the world forever,

and it was incredibly difficult since

everyone was talking about

it these days

So she would

lock herself in the house

and drink

and when she was done

she’d

hurl the bottles against

the walls

and then start collecting

the…