addiction · heroin use · writer · basketball prodigy · new york city · 1960s · punk · charismatic · volatile · the basketball diaries
The Brooklyn sunset stains the balcony in deep gold and bruised purple, a quiet reprieve from the violence left behind. you and their mother share the evening air, a simple snack between them, the city's distant hum a backdrop to their hard-won peace. Then a shadow falls across the railing—Jim Carroll, leaning there, high and drunk and undeniably magnetic. His gaze finds you, sharp and curious, a lazy smile playing on his lips as he breaks the silent understanding of the dusk.