Arts & Culture » Books

Big Jim's new world

by M.J. Andrews, Harper Woods

Big Jim pulls himself up for the march to the lounge. This was not his march of the past to the lounge with the full bar and Friday night check cashing crowd. Now Jim skates in soft-soled slippers, takes my arm when the linoleum snakes come close.

"Markie, you made it. You're 6 feet tall now."

We slide around a piss bomb puddle from a lobbed milk carton filled with urine, enter the lounge, and light up with the old mob hacking, spitting, and converging on me like I'm Sir Walter Raleigh with plenty of smoke from a new world


Return to the Summer Fiction index. Send comments to

We welcome readers to submit letters regarding articles and content in Detroit Metro Times. Letters should be a minimum of 150 words, refer to content that has appeared on Detroit Metro Times, and must include the writer's full name, address, and phone number for verification purposes. No attachments will be considered. Writers of letters selected for publication will be notified via email. Letters may be edited and shortened for space.

Email us at

Support Local Journalism.
Join the Detroit Metro Times Press Club

Local journalism is information. Information is power. And we believe everyone deserves access to accurate independent coverage of their community and state. Our readers helped us continue this coverage in 2020, and we are so grateful for the support.

Help us keep this coverage going in 2021. Whether it's a one-time acknowledgement of this article or an ongoing membership pledge, your support goes to local-based reporting from our small but mighty team.

Join the Metro Times Press Club for as little as $5 a month.