Years ago, instead of spending my days musing over my life, or contemplating goals, or taking any action whatsoever to accomplish anything at all, I used to just smoke heroin off of tin foil and call it a day. I was really good at it. I never used needles, so…

It’s a bittersweet feeling to witness a cosmic egg yolk drip across a melted mirror while still feeling as if everything you do is wrong. My life hasn’t changed as much as I thought it would since moving back to the West Coast. I was raised in the Midwest, but…

Look at me go The overgrown Bonzai Boy Missing scissors One screw short of the necessary snip Now it’s just another scramble through the bramble Tangled in the undergrowth I claim as a feature and not a function Our nature creeps through our cracks from the inside out Through the utterly redundant…

I saw myself clearly today. While I was sitting still my eyes closed and a woman’s calming voice in my ears attempting to guide me through a meditation, an unaddressed issue of mine came immediately into focus. A sort of background static that I’d been ignoring out of distraction and…

My bed is a rock, my blanket a hard place. — I may as well be standing in the middle of a busy intersection. Roads forking in every direction. Cars honking and inching closer, begging for a chance to run me over. This seems to be a running theme in my life. This image; this snapshot that acts as the movie…

About four years ago, I started writing on this site. I didn’t even know what Medium was at the time. I had just responded to some Craigslist ad about wanting writers for a publication. They must have been new to the site as well for them to think that Craigslist…

And like this ant on the cautious trek across this ten-year towel Minding the frays Circumventing the stains like a stray dog in an alien desert I too cruise the crystal ancestor sand as I lost crawl the pixel There’s foam at my toes and I stand naked as the day…

I could say that the pieces are in place that the deepest creases have been greased and that I now possess the steely demeanor of a well-oiled machine I could pretend it all functions with the graceful ease of a veteran wing instead of the awkward stumbling daily drop from the nest…