Splinters of wood from my door lay scattered on the floor. The intruder, eyes wild, face thin, pointed towards the window. “Trying to kill me. Ninjas on the roof.” I dialed 911. Cuffs on wrists; police took him away. A metallic flash. A small throwing star embedded in the doorframe. Roni Slye travels the land … Continue reading RONI SLYE: Tweaker at 4 AM
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