Monthly Archives: April 2016

I don’t hate you I’m not angry and this isn’t a fight. There is no argument for us to have. We’re good. The wars are over the peace is at hand. You don’t have to fight this or anything else. … Continue reading →

Don’t look at me that way: expectant hopeful. This is not the place for that. I cannot endorse your optimism any longer. I seek the safety of cynicism, the support I gain from never needing to try. Your asking me … Continue reading →

If you think you can do it, you’ve got a lot of nerve. If you think the glass is half full, you’re an idiot. If you have faith in a better day, then move back to Roosevelt Island, where all … Continue reading →

Thanks. Honorable mention to the pavement in front of my building growing up where my father dug my initials the day I was born. Honorable mention to the dog that ran freely with me getting hit by a careless car … Continue reading →

May you receive all that you deserve and maintain the kindness that makes you deserve it. May you have the will to remain as good as you are. May you rock harder and better than you ever have before this … Continue reading →

Smugly you look upon others and do not believe their fates could be yours. Easily, you could become them. Chance abounds. Every day is a race against death against failure poverty and homelessness. There is an edge upon which we … Continue reading →

I appreciate everything you’ve done: all the smiles and promises of affection and even the package delivery but there seems to be an issue. These fruits you’ve provided are not what you had offered. It may seem small but honesty … Continue reading →

This is ridiculous. You’re not gonna do it. You won’t succeed, I can assure you, no matter how much you may hope. You’re not gonna get me to believe in myself however hard you try. I am what I am … Continue reading →

There’s a lovely little bridge I’ve been sitting under yelling at anybody who passes by. It’s got the perfect cover with shade and air and nobody nearby even suspects when I’m ready to snipe. I like it. I like what … Continue reading →

Is that how they ask guys out where you come from? Is this the way you treat boys and try to win their favor? I’m not complaining. I just don’t understand you – never really have – and I don’t … Continue reading →