Monthly Archives: October 2016

We fight. We rage. We war against each other often and it is exhausting and unendurable but understand I will endure our fights always. Our battles awful as they are are part of us and a part I would not … Continue reading →

People visit Constitution all the time in that the train to Atlanta takes them through the sign located where the ghost town used to be. There’s nothing left now, not since the War of Northern Aggression. History’s taken it away. … Continue reading →

I thought you were different. I thought you were the one. I thought that you were the kind who could save me from solitude and give me a legacy and allow me to live in the company of equals but … Continue reading →

You leave his apartment without exchanging information. He seemed so interested and interesting last night but that was less than five hours ago and today he’s got an early meeting so you’re walking through the park to reach the train … Continue reading →

I am reading Dr. Seuss on this train back to where I’m from. Marvin K. Mooney was written to encourage Nixon to leave office. Ten days later he resigned. When I saw this children’s book just laying near my building … Continue reading →

Diametrically across the club in a secluded corner she sits alone: the girl too hot to talk to. There is a radius around her of too many people too intimidated to get closer. She doesn’t look lonely but perhaps that’s … Continue reading →

You were impressed seven years ago when you were young and silly and easy to drink under the table and off of your feet. You thought I was something then. You saw me as something to aspire to or so … Continue reading →

(For Russians) Living in the Pole of Cold wasn’t the worst thing. Temperatures could reach the seventies if you knew Fahrenheit – which, if you lived in Siberia, you didn’t – but it was once clocked at under seventy below, … Continue reading →

This is not where I expected to end up. Nuuk cannot simply be walked into and was never on my intended itinerary. I had not planned on this village being home but here I am finding something of value. Everything … Continue reading →

(for BA) The feeling when you write a song based loosely on a movie and then another movie (completely unrelated) uses it for their soundtrack and the song gets tied strangely to both movies but it’s no big deal since … Continue reading →