I used to play drums for a marching drum corps, but not the sexy tenor drum, or the staccato rhythmic snare. The drum they gave me to play was the bass, the largest drum with the biggest sound, and the only reason it didn’t go to someone else was because I was big enough to … Continue reading Yellow Flicker Beat
I can’t recall the last time I voluntarily weighed myself. It was probably at a doctor’s office visit last year or thereabouts, and you can see how memorable it was for me. It helped that the nurse read off my weight in kilograms because I could pretend I had no idea what that translated to … Continue reading How Many Steps
I don’t necessarily like swimming. And it’s not just the swimming itself (although that is a small part of it), but more so the time spent in the locker room before and after. I haven’t always been a fan of locker rooms, which is a feeling that goes back to what most would call junior … Continue reading Locker Room Blues
She smells of autumn leaves Like packed earth and promises Left in the tepid sun to dry Driven by the possibility of more As if eternity were tomorrow And she was born yesterday But life is just afternoon shadows Made up of what she cannot have Indian summer and daydreams The memory of consequence Tucked … Continue reading Autumn Leaves
She always judges his musical choices, but she can’t seem to help herself. He just happens to pick such dumb bands, and then he sings their pitiful lyrics at high volume, and apparently on repeat, until she can’t handle it anymore and flies into a rage. It’s a rage aimed more at his choice than … Continue reading The Trouble With Skrillex
Normally I am as road-oriented as possible when I’m in the car. My eyes are on traffic patterns, traffic signals, other vehicles, and the glory that is the asphalt itself. But this morning, for some reason, on my commute to work, I started people-watching. I doubt I’ll do that again. Now, I understand that there … Continue reading Driving Blind
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