Halfway
When I was seven or eight years old, I used to lie awake at night and imagine the end of … Continue reading Halfway
When I was seven or eight years old, I used to lie awake at night and imagine the end of … Continue reading Halfway
With the changing seasons, my local grocery store just switched back to locally-sourced avocados from the South American ones they … Continue reading The Perfect Avocado?
The Los Angeles Marathon is next weekend, and as someone loosely connected to—and just as quickly disconnected from—the running world … Continue reading Who you Fooling?
I left my home in GeorgiaAnd I headed for the Frisco Bay‘Cause I’ve got nothin’ to live forLooks like nothin’s … Continue reading What Otis Redding Didn’t Say
It’s after midnight again, and despite having no real reason to be awake this late anymore, here I am– my … Continue reading Where am I? And what the hell time is it?
In the years that have followed my brother’s death, my mother has taken to assuaging her own pain– – And … Continue reading Shadow, Shine, Float, and Twine
Walking around my place of business yesterday, a day after a drenching rainstorm, I spotted a kid’s expensive but alas, … Continue reading Blindsnakes, and other ontological pursuits