They said prepare my stores for winter,But winter took a different form.Now my larder’s full with useless chattel,And my quarantine house is forlorn.
Category Archives: Journal
Neowise
I never saw the twin-tailed comet Neowise.I never let its dim rays flicker into my dim vision.I will now have to wait 6,700 years. I could never escape the light of the city.I could never escape the quarantine apartment.I could never escape the articles hinting where to look if I would only look at their …
Twenty
It is July 25, 2020. I have now been in Austin, TX for 20 years. I still question my decisions. It’s weird to remember back when I was this young, hopeful dude. Had a dotcom job waiting on me as I packed up 1/3 of my belongings in my ’94 Mitsubishi Mirage, waved to my …
Home Computer System
In high school, I’d spend my evenings toiling away solitarily at a computer, punching the keys to get a thing done. Intent on building a thing that nobody will possibly see, but by god, if they did, they’d be impressed. I guess, 30 years later, it’s good that nothing changes, right? Right?
Tunnels
In high school — a much gentler time — in the sighing hour after school let out, when I was supposed to be walking home to my nervous mother, I would sometimes dawdle around campus, haunting the hallways without need of a hall pass, breathing in the open-air spaces between buildings, poking at the toys …