CONFESSIONS OF A DEAD MAN
by Michael Pescione

So, you wanna be a made man, huh? I guess you think you know what it’s like. All that power, fast cars, and beautiful women. You got all the answers, right? you watch TV, you romanticize a life style you know nothing about. I’ll tell you what—before I allow you into my circle, taste the blood of my enemy on your lips. Inhale the residue of gun powder rising from the barrel of your gun. Show me you can seduce a man, rocking him into a false sense of comfort only to put a bullet in his head when he closes his eyes. Use remorse to floss your teeth as you kill without ever lifting a finger, leaving no footprints. Get down real close and breathe the last breath of a dying man as if it were your own. You do this and maybe,—maybe I’ll take you around with me a little bit.

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