loony larry, he was an interesting
fellow. back in twenty-o-nine he used
to come into yella’s and buy rounds; he
always seemed to think he owned the world, and
hunting for gullible girls to seduce,
take home . . . but after a week or two, up
the scales from mildly creepy to ballsout
scary — and gods forbid he ran out of money —
he would just up and disappear awhile.
phyllis kenney works out to the nut farm
and though she’s close-mouthed about it, one night
she got blitzed out and told us all about
larry and schizophrenia mixed with
bipolar — I stick with my bourbon straight.
david m pitchford
11 May 2012