Icosiennial

Twenty years ago, I remember feeling hope. Was working a shit job doing overnight front desk at a hotel, night audit. Living in my mother’s rented house. Scratching my ankles every day because the carpets were still tainted from the flea bombs we set while moving in nine months prior. Glaring at the daylight streaming […]

Stumble

In a world full of people who will gladly roll you if they could do it with impunity, I’m sincerely glad that I live in an area of Austin, Texas where I can stumble through neighborhood streets at 12am and not have somebody run up on me to make sure I don’t turn the corner […]