Suicide Blonde
“On the corner of Eddy and Taylor a man in a wheel-chair was peddling paper roses that lit up in the middle. And a little farther up a man in a jogging suit, holding a baby on his shoulders, tried to sell me a bus transfer. The strong wind blew trash around the street and there was a skinny junkie in corduroy bell-bottoms smoking crack in a doorway. I ducked into an Arabian deli and bought a quart of beer, stood in front of the porno-video shop looking at the blue lava lamps in Carmen's upper wi...ndows. I drank recklessly thinking it would excite the men talking out front. It felt right drinking beer, one eye on the lava lamps and the other on the soft-porn movie playing on the screen in the window. I looked for my reflection, but there wasn't any. Chilly, I pulled my shirt-sleeves over my wrists. It didn't really surprise me that Madison had the stranger fuck me. She didn't believe in equality, she manipulated me like a slave. Her philosophy was seductively dangerous.I'd taken my parents too literally, because it was clear now I wasn't a princess.MoreLess
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