November 1, 2014

“She had a mouth that reeked of methamphetamine and sometimes, she and the man tried mixing drugs in the toilet but the lid always popped up. Hence, the fire. Someone added too much of one chemical and ended up with a Molotov cocktail. The best heroin injects were the most volatile. I picked through the apartment ruin and found high school chemistry classroom bunsen burners. I found beakers and glass stirrers. I found red fluid, blue fluid, and clear fluid. The goal was to mix the fluids just enough to get lavender. Purple a shade or two deeper would send an eggplant clot rushing straight into the heart.”

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