Rusty James

The month of mercy and forgiveness, and the disgust and loathing for other human beings who are nothing and worthless in my eyes. The moon doesn't exist tonight, only stars above the city like venereal disease scars, and here they are, glistening with dazzling clarity. I visited my mother today; she had terrifying toothaches, and the doctor prescribed 10 mg of Percocet per day for her. Lucky her, opiates for the masses.

Our coastal city lies in perpetual twilight of a dream. The pollution paints the sunsets in colors of sickly pink, tempting citizens to commit a sin. Our water supply is poisoned with copper and fears, and even our faucets weep at night. Our air is bitter, our soul pours out, and everything we taste is seasoned with tears.

Most of us think of the Holiday Season as a time filled with family, love, fun and gifts. Unfortunately, the Holidays aren’t like that for everyone each year. We decided to partner with the Best Christmas Ever organization this year to brighten Christmas for a family that has suffered a hardship in the last year in our area. We had several nominations for families to received this gift and we had to sit down as a team and decide which family we would choose.