Creative Writing

Something simmers

Sometimes I absolutely do not care about the Internet, or web technologies, or the latest trends, or “webrities”. Sometimes I [...]

Setting, Rising

I prayed for a proximity that could only be attained through dependence. I petitioned for the sort of insight, the [...]

Tan Stone

This is the beginning of something that is unfinished. Partly fiction, partly truth.

When I was twenty, I attended a wake.
George’s [...]

being called & simple

if I were to be the one called
to expound on what it means to make
simple the things which are not [...]

bruises

last night, all night, I heard
a person scream at the top
of his throat, the following:
the only way to truly know
a [...]

in doing so

i do yes, i do
take two knees to the carpeted
floor of my daughter’s room and,
with her forehead on the meat [...]

having them

people have asked in a way that
is almost exactly rude, how
it is or isn’t, considering my wavering
tendency to link myself [...]