Tag: friend

  • “I’ll Have the Svedka, Naked”

    The lamp light shines too bright through my eyelids, waking me up before morning. I look over expecting my best friend Mike to be walking to the bathroom. Nope. He’s naked and pacing through the two-room studio apartment, talking on the phone. “Hellah! Hellah! Yeah, yeah, what’s good?”  Mike slurs. “Yeah, Yeah, I know what…