I live here now. As hard as I find it to believe it’s nevertheless true. I wake up and I’m still here. It wasn’t just a dream after all. We live here, on one side of a massive house that we’re cobbling together to try and make our own, at least for the several months … Continue reading Boarders, Volume 1
In order to explain why the Good Date was the one and only date I had with Jill (The Good Date), I have to go back a week prior to it. Or maybe I have to go back to the beginning of the semester. You see, I wasn’t going to classes back then. In fact, … Continue reading The Bad “Date”
Dear Journal, The summer was mild until I took the air conditioner out of the window. Coincidence? I think not. Maybe there’s something to the old adage that when you least expect it something happens. It’s happened way too often for it to be anything more than a direct correlation, at least to me. I … Continue reading Dear Journal: These Mild Summers
These maybe’s can’t persist Stuck as they are in what if’s Shackled to possiblies And the perception of more But like clouds they drift Whichever way the wind blows Caught in the devil’s dice Hoping they come up sixes The overwhelming white on black Blurring the margins A counterfeit’s deadly curse Wanting nothing but validation … Continue reading The Devil’s Dice
The telephone rings, effectively cutting off his soaring falsetto right at its apex. He frowns before picking it up, knowing before the voice even begins speaking that it’s his brother again, and that he wants more money. It’s sad that he knows all of this ahead of time, because it means he can never enjoy … Continue reading Tone Deaf
Dear Journal, I’ve never owned a house. I mean, I know what it’s like to own a house because my wife owns this house. It’s in her name, but it’s as much my house as hers, at least beneath the surface. Which is fine with me, but technically I’ve never owned a house. When you … Continue reading Dear Journal: A New Lease
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