Basically, our problem was this: where and how do we kill him?
OH I’M REALLY SO, SO SORRY (AS IF) by William L. Spencer
IN THE SYSTEM by William L. Spencer
I’m downtown and they’re pulling me over for being a paisa with a ponytail in a gangbang car on the white folks’ street at the wrong time.
WHENCE WE CAME, WHITHER WE GO by William L. Spencer
Wednesday through Sunday, work days, things are good. But Mondays and Tuesdays, my days off, alone in a furnished studio, I cry.