“Universe Hoppers, My Brethren,” by Maura Yzmore
Apr 4th, 2018 | By Defenestration![](https://www.defenestrationmag.net/wp-content/uploads/2012/07/Defenestration-Nonfiction.jpg)
I leave the pharmacy, wiping off snot with my sleeve, my head stuffier than a high-school locker room. I carry nose drops, antihistamines, and the good decongestant for which I must flash my driver’s license because lesser meth cooks than Walter White use it as raw material.