Nate Reed

The room's too cold. Elliot's with his mom. Winter's in ICU after the surgery to close his stoma. Carey even took the cat with her. The neighbor's R&B bleeds through the walls. I wait beside a silent telephone. I proudly wear my thrift store sweater. The neighbor's blasting “Ghetto Superstar.” I didn't know anyone still listened to that song. “Showdown in Little Tokyo” is one of the best bad movies ever. I'd like to talk much longer, but I'm on someone else's cell phone time.