a briefcase of squashed bread

Chris Bower has a new story up at the 2nd Hand. Read it.

Chris Bower is the future of robot literature

When I met Chris Bower in grad school, I was wary of him because he looks like a Chicago kind of guy. But one day I saw him walking down Michigan Avenue covered in orange peels, his eyes red and buggy, and I realized he’s a total freak. Everyone should read these stories he wrote, which almost caused a straight-on-straight gay bashing at a bar in Logan Square whose regulars include a man named Peanuts.