Ka-chunk, ka-chunk, ka-chunk, that train sound is in our bones here. It clicks our teeth together, rattles our vertebrae. The sound of a morning commute:
Apr 28, 2024
His whole life, intertwined with mine (1994-2013).
Apr 20, 2024
Writer & Narrative Designer
Apr 13, 2024
A-Teams and F-Bombs (c. 1985)
Jan 21, 2024
A loud noise? Or a thought you had in the past? (c. 1999)
Dec 21, 2023
Further Thar desert adventures atop the intrepid Sir Dingleberry [c. 2014].
Dec 08, 2023
On camel-back through the Indo-Pakistani desert (c. 2014)
Nov 22, 2023
My Fourth Grade solo art show (c.1983). Everyone's a critic.
Nov 01, 2023
TODAY: A proper short fiction written in the third person. With pigeons.
Oct 04, 2023
Sleep paralysis, symbols and blood in the Bahamas (c.1991)
Sep 27, 2023
or "The Reason I Was Off Social Media from 2018-2023"
Sep 18, 2023
A single moment that dents a useless abstraction I've clung to for too long.
Aug 30, 2023