I always ask you, do you have everything? Because you always lose everything. You do not want children. I treat you like a child.
It’s always the shit writers that have some sort of meaningful connection to singer songwriter acts. Like, I don’t give a shit what Taylor Swift
When I see a notification on my computer, I am compelled to address it. What can be greater than fixing problems? Don’t you want
I. JUNE My sunflower bag, this June day on Carmel beach I fill with pink stones and will go on making a mosaic
On Zzyzx, I mourn myself in a monsoon while a friend formulates epistemologies of boyhood: from a point of youth, a crochet hook it
On a 90-degree Tuesday, we decided to end our summer with a Splash, capital S. My wife, two teenage sons, yellow lab, and I traveled