Sometimes #31
June 6, 2001

Sometimes when I'm standing in the kitchen smoking a joint, I glance over and see my dog's face and paws that are sticking out just beyond the doorframe so that she can see me. Tonight she looked at me as if to say that I am a bad mother. The sort of look an after school special daughter gives her after school special mother upon coming home with a new friend from school and discovering her mother in a drunken stupor