Jess Butcher
ASIN: B007OWQV46
Publisher: Amazon.com Services LLC
Pages: 23
Big Head (a Canal Street Station short story - 1,550 words)I love to eat garbage. Since I'm being totally candid, I suppose you should also know I have a habit of noisily licking my testicles when I'm relaxing. Though both these practices can be problematic, the former recently served as the source of my epiphany, while the latter occasionally causes my friends some small embarrassment, no pun intended. Before I describe my revelation, I hope you won't mind if I digress a bit. My name is Big Head. Since that moniker was given me by the hairy, reddish-faced man known as Abner Kernoodle, I suppose I could claim his Christian name as well, although it's never been required of me.I'm presently ninety-eight years of age. I was born on the cool, oily concrete beneath the long-dormant engine of a '66 Chrysler convertible. The hulk of my birthplace still stands, perilously balanced on four ...