A joint laced with PCP was passed around, and it took us to realms unimaginable. The more I played and stared at the sage-burning inferno, the more I saw something appearing from the flames. Maybe I was hallucinating, but I could have sworn I saw Satan laughing at me, saying, “You’re going to burn!”
mftulin.substack.com: The Hippy Dippy Yoga Retreat–Day Eight/Satan by the Fire
Crow On The Wire 
Twenty-some years ago, I used to smoke cannabis laced with PCP and let me tell you… it’s nothing like just plain cannabis! Don’t recommend… and this is coming from someone who smoked heavily for several years during that time.
I here you. By the way the editor@stoneponyjounal.com is looking for a publisher for an anthology.