This week’s S L I C K is curated and edited by Rachel Kincaid
Content notes: public/outdoor sex, consensual wrestling, biting, choking, mention of conversion therapy
We had a sticker of the Eiffel Tower adorning the headstock of our guitar. She’d gotten it while we were making our way out of Philly after a show.
“What are you doing?” I had asked. “C’mon, we have to get back on the road if we want to make the next stop tonight.”
Scarlett was crouched down, peering into the dusty, rusted toy machines lining the exit of the ancient supermarket. It was an off day for us—just a whole day of driving through the countryside between shows. We were picking up two drawstring bags of snacks and preserved foods for the rest of the drive towards our next house to crash. The orange sun shimmered down between the scuffed handprints of the unwashed windows.
She didn’t reply, as if she hadn’t heard me.
A housewife rattled a shopping cart past me, letting her shoul...
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