“Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month

Shannon folds the laundry And dusts her make-up drawers. The floor in the kitchen bends beneath her sponge. Proud Shannon, glowing after midnight. Her pajamas and favorite sweaters Meet the same flannel standard. Shannon tries a coffee from another country. Her phone charges no faster when she checks it. Shannon plays the albums that impress … Continue reading “Shannon” – Day 2 of National Poetry Month →

“My Town” – National Poetry Month 2019

Happy #NationalPoetryMonth! I never celebrate April Fools' Day, but this I can get behind. Here's something I wrote earlier today and thought I'd share it. Enjoy! My Town In the town where I live We can walk to wherever we'd like without hassle, But we drive. It's faster. In the town where I live The diner … Continue reading “My Town” – National Poetry Month 2019 →

The Big News

Scott enters his apartment flustered and exhausted, but with a smile on his face. He closes the door immediately and carefully, glances around the room, pulls a small black box from his coat and collapses in a chair. The box he opens to reveal an engagement ring. He gazes at it. Then the door opens … Continue reading The Big News →

Fears of the Now

Here's a little exercise! What are the fears of the modern day? I don't just mean "clowns and Slenderman." What latent and unresolved notions burrow their way into the modern psyche, whispering frequently and fervently until their refrains becomes a melody of constant dread? We have to know what they are if we're ever to … Continue reading Fears of the Now →

The New Fable of the Fox

This is the story of the fox. He woke to a strange, new world. There were blue skies and green grass, and green skies and red grass. There were birds in the trees, and flowers and clouds, and ruins and strangers, and many other sights that were never there before. The fox crawled stealthily, as … Continue reading The New Fable of the Fox →

In July 2018

I need to learn the lesson that not everything gets a story. Sometimes, often times, a productive day of writing more than twelve hundred words will mean none of those words are meant for anything - just ramblings, vignettes, journal entries. Not every day's victories can be celebrated with progress on a map. Some accomplishments … Continue reading In July 2018 →

The Monster Under the Stairs

Under the stairs lives a fat, fluffy monster With long fingernails he’s embarrassed not to have trimmed. He comes out at night, sniffing the ground like a bloodhound Because his nose is so large and misshapen that he prefers to keep it low and out of your face. He stays under the stairs all … Continue reading The Monster Under the Stairs →

Fandoms: “Alright, It’s Instinctive”

"But the instinct can be fought. We're human beings with the blood of a million savage years on our hands - but we can stop it! We can admit that we're killers, but we're not going to kill today. That's all it takes: knowing that we're not going to kill today!" Load another twitter … Continue reading Fandoms: “Alright, It’s Instinctive” →

Songs to Hold Your Family To

It’s not a new beginning There isn't time for you to cope It is a poor conclusion To a story full of hope There is no way to hurt them There is no shame that they can feel The moral ground they stand on Warps away to the surreal There’s such a deep exhaustion The … Continue reading Songs to Hold Your Family To →

Jane is Basic – A Perfectly Innocent Children’s Story

This is Jane. Jane has a gun. Jane bought her gun at Walmart. Can you buy your gun at Walmart? Jane bought her gun without a citizenship. Isn’t it nice that our constitution works without citizenship? Jane’s gun is an automatic assault rifle with alternating safety, night-vision laser scope, and leather grip. Is your … Continue reading Jane is Basic – A Perfectly Innocent Children’s Story →