It’s been a while. Things are different since I last found myself typing words for the purpose of publishing them here. Time passed. A whole world changed. The funny thing about time is that it can morph our interpretations of bizarre situations into ones of normalcy. Mankind’s new routine is as humdrum as before coronavirus’ […]
Category: story-time
Letting it Go
I remember I was 19 years old and looking at myself in the mirror. Staring at the girl that stared back. Hating everything I saw there. My face. Way too round and puffy. Where were the angles of cheekbones, the sharp jawline, I wondered. My eyes. Too small, too dewy and exhausted-looking. I hated that […]
Flight Paths
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 […]
Omaha
When I was young, the thought of change scared me to death. Nightmares of moving out of my childhood home robbed me of sleep. My heart broke when friends were forced to move away. I wept tears over the transfer of our old refrigerator from the kitchen to the basement. Change was not my friend. […]
Decay
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, […]
March 19 2017
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 […]
Discarding the Veil: A Eulogy
I’ll admit it. I was not a cool kid growing up. Far from it.
The First Time: Alcohol
We were confined to the closet in a home I knew well. It changed owners often and I visited with every new iteration. This was round 3 in the rotation and the oddest one yet. The girl of the house, the oldest one, was a year my junior. Her father was a cop and her […]
A Definitive Guide to Parisian Etiquette
If you want to make a good impression, allow me to share with you tried and true secrets of my own. Use these and you will blend effortlessly with the locals.
Recounting Recent Dreams and Trying to Make Sense of Them
Why do I keep having dreams that feel all too familiar? As if I have experienced them before? I swear I find myself amongst my conscience’s projections and telling it that I’ve been here, done this. Three nights in a row?! Perhaps the reason for this sensation exists; one I am not yet willing to […]
