Humanity’s great stories use the recurring motif of destiny as plot’s major driver. The main characters start as young and green to their surroundings. They are struck by divine purpose meant to push them towards realizing their true calling. These protagonists become heroes because they fulfill missions assigned to them. Harry Potter, The Odyssey, Lord […]
There exists a shift from feeling like you’re going to live forever to one where seconds begin slipping like water through the gaps in your fingers. Securing a grip on the time we have is an impossible feat. Yet we are good at lying to ourselves. We reassure our mortal bodies that forever is real, […]
Wrote the following piece nearly three years ago. Things change in sometimes drastic measure. What strikes me about this work is the voice in it. I recognize myself here. Young as I was. Young and idealistic and in love. My how things change. We woke up together, as we usually do. I, ever the pushy […]
Turbulent times are quick to summon anxiety, angst, fear. Like jumping from a cliff, the rush elicits a carnal reaction to the goings-on. It’s only natural to respond in such a way. My writings reflect that. I wanted to write something authentic but also positive. For as much darkness that follows me through life’s transgressions, […]
When the tv show The Walking Dead made its debut on cable tv, I was a sophomore in high school on Halloween night. A heavy advertisement campaign for the show meant I was aware of its impending premiere. My fascination with horror lent me enough intrigue with the zombie drama that I recorded it. I […]
A poem about pain.
I’ll admit it. I was not a cool kid growing up. Far from it.
What happens when you encounter something that was once only text on a webpage?
Time exists outside of our control. Its influence on us is linear, unidirectional. We are helpless to do much beyond follow it into the future. This unforgiving march means that every experience we share will one day be lost in the journey time forces upon us. To bear with such things, the self-aware must become […]
Sometimes inspiration for the most obscure forms of prose can strike you in a moment of vulnerability. In those moments, when you’re merely lying on your preferred side waiting for sleep to take you, the words reveal themselves to you against the blackness of your mind. You pull out your phone and open the app […]