Hope Springs Eternal
I wend my way through the hazy days that make up my life after it happened. And the worst part is coming to accept that. On most days, the day feels…
Deep in the Amazon Rainforest
Deep in the Amazon rainforest, above the boxes and the shelves. Are thirty million people that are called The Happy Elves. Native are they to the…
Clay Pot
Clay Pot Nothing I can write can fix this. Nothing I can write will stay. Like the shells upon the shoreline that will shortly wash away. So still my…
“This is How I Destroy You” and “Crowcore”
This is How I Destroy You Not with words or with pens or with bombs or by friends, not with missiles not with harpoons or by seeing you again, not by…
“I Cannot Be an Artist,” “Vegan,” and “Purple”
I Cannot Be an Artist I cannot be a poet, nor can I be any good. I have a much more comfortable life, than I feel most poets should. I want to die, I…
“A Life Well Lived” and “Bread and Circuses”
A Life Well Lived It’s fine. It always was, because I’m able to keep going. I can eat and breathe and I’ve taken up an interest in sewing. We had…
It’s Not Real Anymore
The man lay twitching on the grass, one leg hopelessly broken as the spokes on the bike turned in the morning breeze. The giant green pack lay…
Writing, Writing, Writing, Writing
The details of my birth aren’t important. I hate the "a new star appeared in the sky" or "the clock struck twelve and I began to cry" bullshit. Kim…
Nostalgia Used to Be Considered a Disease
Close up the shutters, pull off the letters and watch as the plastic teeth rains caulk. Lock up the doors so the teenagers won’t break in to drink.…
Cultural Hamletism
“As I perchance hereafter shall think meet To put an antic disposition on" Hamlet (1.5. 179-180) Hamlet, in Hamlet, has a bit of a problem. His…
