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  • Untitled, Because I Didn’t Want to Pick.

    Untitled, Because I Didn’t Want to Pick.

    “Untitled, Because I Didn’t Want to Pick.” “There are two types of ____” That’s what we sayTo make sense of a world that is without limitsFull of animals we haven’t seenIn places when will never go I read on a food wrapper(or two) That a hamburger can haveOver 7,000 combinations of toppingsI get anxious when…

  • This Space is Reserved for Adult Perspective

    This Space is Reserved for Adult Perspective

    When I was a kid, my mother and my older cousin got into a fight over a parking space at a restaurant. They jumped out of the car and started hurling what we call in the Midwest “cuss words,” a mix of profane phrases crafted to let a listener know that an altercation was coming…

  • Say … What?

    Say … What?

    I’d like to share a poem I wrote this week.  If you’re not wearing a turtleneck and drinking a small, arrogant cup of coffee right now, go ahead and get suited up.  Then come back: “Say … What?” I read I write I live I speakBut what do ISay? Man, it would be soooooooCoolTo sit…

  • Why do you think as you do?

    Why do you think as you do?

    They say that there are no stupid questions. They are wrong. Because there has never been a sentence that has wrought more ire from me then the title of this post. It typically sneaks up on you at the end of what would have been a fantastic, multiple choice question midterm. Fifty or so questions…

  • Living a Little, Learning a Lot.

    Living a Little, Learning a Lot.

    I had the pleasure of attending a very small, very socially distanced surprise birthday party a few days ago. It was a group of artists in exile – actors, musicians, and event producers that have to stop working until people are able to gather safely again. After we took turns getting food in the kitchen,…

  • Panic! At my house, and it wasn’t cool at all.

    Panic! At my house, and it wasn’t cool at all.

    Yesterday I had my first panic attack. It was a five-hour ordeal as crippling as everyone describes, and the fact that I am writing about it today would have been considered a miracle in the world I knew a couple dozen hours ago. It was a dark place. Not like hell. More like the view…

  • Karen, I think of you.

    Karen, I think of you.

    I meant to get in here last night and hang out, but I fell asleep watching the convention. The brief feeling of hope that TV shows can bring kinda just lulled me into a peaceful slumber. I woke up this morning bummed. I’ve missed it here. In any event, the bad vibes were haunting me…

  • My Pie Crust is Life.

    My Pie Crust is Life.

    Do you want to make a great pie crust. I used a period there because this really isn’t a question. Of course you do. So do these things I’m telling you to do here: Get all these things: 2 cups flour 1 tablespoon sugar 1 teaspoon salt 6 tablespoons of chilled butter (cut into small…

  • Stop Sniping

    Stop Sniping

    I have freelanced for the better part of a decade now, picking up jobs here and there that I knew I could do a great job with. They were low risk, moderately paying gigs that paid a bill when I needed them too. It was just enough of a taste of the life to satisfy…

  • I Can’t Get if I don’t Give

    I Can’t Get if I don’t Give

    I told myself that I was going to catch up on reading today, but I couldn’t get into it. Because I hadn’t written anything yet. I didn’t contribute words to the world, so I wasn’t as good as the people that took the time to follow through with the story … The people that made…