Humanity: Raw & Unfiltered
the sultry ode composed of smashed teeth, blood stained glass, hammer-fist dents, ready to turn public spaces into choral asylums, turn town squares into scorched earth & blast the blistering notes of nationalism, numbing the ear drums in the worst of ways, we howl like drunk men in wolves clothing, Read more
Fingers are monsters, hands are storms, they clench and shipwrecks bubble from knuckles and children are turned into orphans and little birdies are tortured, wings go wrong, and sun goes moon and dark slams into light and someone somewhere gives up the fight too many pills, too many potions, too Read more
However awkward, my wife Allison holds both the lunacy and the skillset to break laws of etiquette – especially when it comes to putting the fun in funeral. Of course, she initially offers up genuine, heartfelt sympathy at the appropriate time and displays rarely-seen seriousness during solemn moments. However, when Read more
She had a propensity for talking about her exes. At first, I was eager to listen, not because I cared who they were, but because she was confiding in me and I was glad to be trusted, as a lover in arms, the sensitive and understanding 21st Century man. But, Read more
moments like these make me speak slowly naked independence a modern day David salivating over a million Bathshebas naked temptation the beauty of choice play it Miles… play it man… you drive the demons away with your righteous melodic breathing play it brother… play it… nakedness I mean without clothes Read more
Dear Slightly Self-Conscious Self, I am about to present you with a tale of juvenile hilarity and intrigue. Feel free to read this whenever your life’s sunlight begins to dim a few shades darker than usual. Although this is your first attempt at an epistolary essay, it is not your Read more
It is fucking impossible to work with Bethany. Instead of being a team player, she’s an ego-driven, self-serving, arrogant, superficial little floozy. She regularly empowers herself to bulldoze over me by hijacking my responsibilities and compromising my professional reputation. In fact, she purposely intimidates everyone on the team by bullying Read more
Walking by the playground Where my son used to play On endless afternoons. Sliding. Bucket on his head. Pretending He was the Artful Dodger Running a hand across the dragon I noticed Two children on a seesaw Or teeter totter; a long Narrow board with a pivot point or Sweet Read more