A Bright Daytime Moon Hung in the Sky
I’d like to live in a world of apologetic gods and talking satellites.
James A. Reeves
My Brain Has Run Out of Sleeping Juice
These summery November days echo my sense of being out of time.
A Mumbled Conspiracy Feels Wholesome These Days
And my mind turns gullible in the small hours, ready to believe anything.
There's a Thin Line Between Vigilance and Neuroticism
The leaves have fallen, and we crunched over them while dressed for spring.
Tighter Pores, Fewer Toxins, and a Sharper Mind
C. and I celebrated her birthday at the Largest Korean Sauna in North America.
A Secular Approach to Home Improvement
I took an afternoon drive through Indiana the other day, and it was clear that America is not doing well.
An Urge to Tear Apart the Sky
I ran from my screen like someone in a zombie movie.
Saturday Night Terrain
She hummed with the nervy energy of a talented yet unrecognized mind.
Good Fortune
I keep this one in my wallet.
Someday We Will Invent Kinder Gods and New Miracles
Yesterday in twenty-first-century America, I idled behind a jeep with an InfoWars license plate.
Night Station
I stood in line at the Gas ‘n Go behind a man with a pistol tucked into the elastic waistband of his sweatpants.
Hallucinator
We traded memories through the night, starting with branches of personal history and working backward until we reached the primeval muck that fuels a life.