The Mathematics of Glamour

The stories of my five friends and myself: These are telegram style.

Bob B. went to war and didn’t come back.  Bob S. got hooked on weed and is now a junky.  The other Bob S. hasn’t come around for a while.  Bob H. stole my girl and I still want to punch him.  And Bob V. isn’t named Bob at all.   His name is Joel.  My story is art is dead.  I killed it. This is my self-portrait and the self portraits of my friends if I say so.

-Patrick Waldron