Joseph Vissarionovich Stalin has a problem. How to get from the stateroom back to his apartment, dressed in a tutu without his general staff seeing him. A young man ponders the mysterious messages left by his grandfather on a library ceiling. Fuckup has the best heroin in the world stuffed into an Aldi shopping bag. All he has to do is avoid death and get it back to his boss, tout suite. These and several other fables populate Stalin's Breakfast, a new set of short stories by Brett N Wilson.
