Browsing Tag drugs

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  Essays

  Blue Rats

  The fire of youth. The wreckage of addiction. The thunder of punk. The ravages of disease. The remainder: friendship.

  By Kat Moore
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  Essays

  Brown Pills

  "The cap’s all smudged with dusty fingerprints; it’s a dirty looking thing. It’s just like they said it would be in DARE."

  By Annie Gebler
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  Essays

  The Well-Tuned Moment

  A summer's night, a bottle of wine, and five hours of avant-garde minimalist music.

  By Joe Miller
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  Fiction

  Requiem

  "When Nelson got arrested it was sad because he got the look. Nobody thought he'd get it either."

  By Doug Weaver
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  Columns

  You, Too, Dislike It: Aiming High

  Jennifer L. Knox blazes through the culture.

  By Alex Howe
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  Columns

  You, Too, Dislike It: Dogs, Whiskey

  Alex Howe selects a weeping-free poem by Stephen Dunn.

  By Alex Howe