"the only real friend i had was this lady i paid for handjobs at the library."

brian allen carr reads in morehead, ky

brian allen carr writes stories that get stuck in my brain like chewing gum that never loses its flavor. his characters are people that i know because they are people that i encounter every day. they are people that live inside of me. i would want them to be read as the eulogy for my funeral. watch this video to understand. then you should buy:

vampire conditions

motherfucking sharks

rain according to me

its coming.

wet.
heavy droplets of water.
falling from the sky like metal weights.
it collects on the ground
in puddles.
pools.
rivers.
oceans.

(motherfucking sharks.)

but it dissipates.
and disappears
back
into the sky.
evaporating.
forming clouds.
then moves on.
only to come back again.
but when it comes back
its different than before.
necessary.
the air is refreshing and cool.
even though the ground
is red with blood
and coated in
teeth that are
as sharp as razorblades.