Harmony Saltgin

“Neon lights, moonlight, flickering streetlamps, and shadow through the bedroom window blanket us in an ever-changing quilt. Pearl wraps her arms around my middle and lays her head on my chest. I drink from the bottle of whiskey, both uncomfortable and comforted at the same time.”
― Logan Ryan Smith, Western Palaces

“She’s chain-smoking the whole time and leering at us like lambs being lead to some biblical character with a hard-on.”
― Logan Ryan Smith, Western Palaces

“Iron bridges hum and lofty buildings of steel and glass glint in the sun’s rays and lean over everything with stretched shadows.”
― Logan Ryan Smith, Y is for Fidelity

“You worked for Walmart, Nestle, De Beers, or some other corporate monster. You were wealthy but you often bathed me in pennies. Melted pennies. I let you because I thought you were infallible. I drank molten copper because you told me to. I would do anything you asked me to.”
― Logan Ryan Smith, Y is for Fidelity