Year: 2017
My Relapse
April 11th, 2014, Rochester NY: It was a little after two o’clock in the morning; I was driving my car as steady as I possibly could, going exactly 35 mph down Monroe Avenue. Between shifting gears in my bright yellow, cop magnet, five speed Chevy, I was taking baby sips Read more
All Time is Now
I danced with the wind last night watched bits of gold in the sky saw the leaves reflect purple in the pond sat in a tree and screeched with the owls watched slumbering children grimace as visions of ogres beset their dreams felt the bulbs beneath the earth struggle to Read more
In My Other Life
Have your ever asked yourself: who would I be, if I were a different kind of me? In my other life … I was not born to a sociopath. I did not look to his eyes for a twinkle of benevolent fatherly pride and discover instead a tragic glint of Read more
The Hunger
My mother she ate me, my mother she left me. She gave me complexes and stresses, ribbons and dresses. Some of my favorite things. I’ve got neurons overflowing with guilt, electrons drowning in fear I’ve got a closetful of hand-me-downs and a bank account with hard-earned money to afford to Read more
Three of a Kind
For Faith and Praise I remember sitting at the make-up table in our room writing goodbye letters to mummy, daddy, and each of you, interrupted every now and then by a tear which would spill out until it finally gave way to something like a crying-out-loud – It sounds silly Read more
[for Milad:]
the last time we spoke, you demanded why I had not called you back (and in doing so, answered your own question) perhaps you simply feared losing a kindred soul in a city that devours but I, who had packed my Gypsy wagon countless times, and begun anew, chafed at Read more