CARTER SICKLES x POSE x MIDNIGHT COWBOY. Hustler Cupid works the queer-smearing streets of 1969 New York for one reason: to keep his chosen family of homeless trans kids alive. When trans boy Bucky arrives in dire need of safety and help, Cupid sees himself in the child and offers protection. But as violent cops and predators close in, Cupid must decide how far he’ll go to save Bucky, and if he’s willing to kill for him.
I woke up too beautiful for this world: cotton-mouthed, hungry, and naked from the waist down. That damn pedo’d wanted to fit me in before his cufflinky job again, and I was so tired upon my return to Trannyville that I’d forgotten to unpin my bulge. So I just took off my underwear and chucked them across the room. I wish I could say this was an uncommon occurrence.
I rubbed my eyes, which felt like that part of the matchbook you strike, and I reached for my cigs. Only then did I remember that Radio had given them to the kids.
I groaned and tried to find a dry spot on the mattress, me already sweating in the heat of the morning. Grey sunlight sliced its way past the unbroken window above me. For just a moment, I stared at it and pretended I was anywhere else.
I soon tripped over some of my busted med texts and shuffled out to our main room. Radio sat at the counter, hunched over a mess of electronics. Her face looked worse than last night.
“How’re you feeling?”
“Mmh.” She caught me eyeing the Jack, sighed, and returned to her work. “Just take it.”
I snatched the bottle, bringing it to my lips. My body had craved poison ever since it’d learned its worth.