As I dig through my old film negatives from the mid-90’s to catalog them while on a late-night bender, I have many thoughts, most happy. But among them, one sour thought sticks out like a thorn. My lovelife in one sentence: “I liked you, but I did nothing about it.” I guess the follow-on corollary …
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Screwdriven
Several screwdrivers later is not the time to reflect on inflection points in your life. One wrong mental turn, and I’m back in ’94~’95 thinking about all those times my academic advisors and professors tried to steer me right, before they held up their palms. Back when the murk of having my head down in …
Burning Sober
my mood and my sight are like day and night drunken stars in safe skies culled by morning sunrise like a light in the mirror my true nature is clearer and the song of my heart becomes the shameful way to start my day
Two-Thousand and Ten Answers, But No Solution
I have the singular ability to embarrass myself, which is convenient because it saves you the effort. The way I beat you to the punch by deprecating myself, I consider that a service I excel at. Like mama always said, if you can’t say anything good, say it about yourself, because for every finger you …
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