Jimmy BroccoliApr 18Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesYou Might Not Like What You SeeThe woman’s dead body lies on the hot mid-July asphalt – Her body lies unmoving – An immediate after-shock of a car accident – an...
Jimmy BroccoliFeb 15Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesHe Was What We Knew Then as RetardedHe lived one street over – his name was Edward… He was what we knew then as “retarded.” [my eyes drip liquid regret and shame as I write...
Jimmy BroccoliJan 28Poems, Essays, and Short StoriesMe and My Motherfucking Dick: A Love StorySo I’m standing at the urinal with my dick… while the skinny boys cut the cocaine on top of the restroom sink I piss - then zip up my...