TWENTY THREE
A nether consciousness enveloped me and I
dreamed, which is most unusual. There was a huge
fire and people were screaming and laughing and
reaching out to me. My garbage hauling truck driver
from Jersey City and the meth makers of last night
were at the forefront of a crowd that stretched to
the horizon, where flames could also be seen. These
people, I knew, were a vision of all my meals ever.
I turned around and there was the door to
Elaine’s. I dashed inside.
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On Halloween 2011, the final installment of the serial version of Broadway Vampire was published.
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May the fangs be with you!
Uke Jackson
