Slater Street by Brian Panowich

We been runnin’ Slater Street since the beginning of time. Ask anybody. This has been our show since before the county even laid the blacktop, so we knew it wouldn’t be long before my brother Garrett dropped the hammer on this new crew trying to edge in on our thing. They’d been comin’ on like […]

If I Ever Get Off This Mountain by Brian Panowich

Deddy always said “If I ever get off this mountain, I promise you boys I’m gonna carve us out a new life. One that don’t involve all this killin’. He talked about building us a little house on a flat patch of land, where’s each of us would get our own room.  He talked about […]

Ceiling Fan In My Spoon by Brian Panowich

I’ve been here fourteen years. Today’s the day.  Sammy brought me a steak.  He’s a pretty good guy, I hope he gets the fuck outta here before this place kills him on the inside. I deserve to be here. Day in, day out, twenty-three hours in this box, and thirty minutes in the yard.  I […]

Services Rendered by Brian Panowich

It was Mason’s idea to clean pools. More to the point, it was Mason’s idea for me to clean pools while he drove the van around doing jack shit.  Most of Mason’s ideas involved me working my ass off so he didn’t have to, but this job servicing the pools of the rich and infamous […]