My Cardboard Balcony

Prayers by Belinda Roddie Prayers to keep the demons out, prayers to let them in, serve them all a cup of tea and tell them not to sin. Good vibes from every coffee shop, lucky charms on every door. Exorcise the monsters in your head until you can't feel your face anymore While the madmen with their Bibles pound their heads against the wall, I'll find solace in my little prayers that hold me as I fall.

"This day was a drag," muttered the drag queen as she took a drag on her long cigarette. Nearby, I could hear the drag of a truck as it scraped its way down the road. We were seated outside the Dragon Hotel, where everything was dripping with overly "Oriental" decor. I didn't know how to handle, so instead, I dragged my seat closer to the wall and reached for my drink, which was now lukewarm instead of frosty.