“Weed and Liquor, Never Sicker” by Emeka Patrick
There was a reason I only smoked weed occasionally after college—and it wasn’t just due to that one Hash Bash where I smoked too much and momentarily passed out . . .
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“To Lie and Toke in LA” by Michael Estrin
The first time I bought weed in Los Angeles, I listened to—and talked about—vintage synthesizers for hours. I was high . . .
“Dead at the Mirage” by Kitty Bowerman
The road to Vegas is its usual Friday afternoon parking lot. We are meeting friends and plan to do mushrooms—as in those kind of mushrooms. It’ll be my first time. . . .
“One time this was fun” by Hillary Fink
I feel myself drift away. My body is no longer mine, and the words coming out of my mouth sound foreign and out of character. The car starts to pick up, and my friend’s laugh sounds as though it is light-years away, even though she is so close her hand is on top of mine . . .
“The Butcher and the American” by Andrew Cotto
The American walked the ancient Italian countryside on unsteady feet. It was a familiar path, but he had been up very, very late with guests from the States, toasting to liberal optimism with liberal quantities of Tuscan wine. They had, essentially, drunk all night, waiting for election results from the States, which didn’t report until three a.m. Italian time that Barack Obama had become the forty-fourth president of the United States . . .
“Johnny Was” by George Dimos
Johnny was barely fourteen when he started drinking . . .
“Falling Asleep” by Joseph C. Grantham
Philip buys an ounce of smack. Craig and I don’t even know what smack is until he brings it over—we thought it might have been food . . .
“White Noise” by Jason Bertucci
I don’t understand cocaine
philosophically . . .