Don’t I know you? (excerpt)

As the fourth and final song faded and the DJ worked the crowd for applause, I made my way off the center stage. The balls of my feet were throbbing and I couldn't wait to release my toes. Beads of sweat tickled the small of my back and my cocaine-fueled heart thumping inside my chest … Continue reading Don’t I know you? (excerpt)

I used to be a rock star

. I used to be a rock star. I didn’t tour the world belting my heart out in stadiums, but I worked the pole to the tunes of Guns and Roses and Bon Jovi for the better part of a decade and was treated just as well. In 1990s Waikiki, strippers were golden. There were … Continue reading I used to be a rock star