Christopher P. Mooney

The ubiquitous ammonia-piss smell hits the back of your throat the moment you are buzzed through from the world outside. There’s another, less-literal-but-no-less-tangible funk that permeates the air. If you put your tongue out to it – and I recommend that you don’t – you’ll recognise the unmistakable stench of disinfected disappointment.   *****After a […]

She Gave Me:   • Detailed descriptions of her sexual experiences with other men. • Only two, sloppy blowjobs during five years of marriage. • An S.T.I. • Explanations, after the procedure, as to why the abortion was absolutely necessary. And, frankly, none of my fucking business. • Two of my children. • Conditional love.