(A Piece of) God Complex – Part 1
The government has Christopher strapped to an operating table with this rib cage spread like a bone flower searching for the shard of God inside of him. They’ll check for the language of… Read More
The government has Christopher strapped to an operating table with this rib cage spread like a bone flower searching for the shard of God inside of him. They’ll check for the language of… Read More
Bob slept naked on the bed above me. I was fully clothed on the truck cab’s floor secretly holding a push knife underneath my coat/pillow. As much as I enjoyed the company of… Read More
The Places I’ve Slept as of Night 50? (Not Ordered) Baseball dugout. Under a bridge. Miniature golf course. Behind a fence at a truck stop. A low billboard. The roof of a pavilion.… Read More
(I’m going to intersperse some updated travel writing from previous adventures, they will all have The Past: tag.) We drove straight into a blizzard. Hunkered down in a Best Western right now. I… Read More
For the second time in as many days, I woke up in a baseball dugout that was built on the top of a giant green ant hill. Nightmares had eaten up a portion… Read More
Mr. South, who vibrates his words from the back of his throat, feverishly detailed the night he muff dove a redhead. According to him, she loved downtown time and at some point during… Read More
The story of Dan’s decision to join the Marines is a simple one. He wanted to get away from his hometown, as do most young males. The object to push him over the… Read More
Currently Writing Something Titled: The Secret History of Things Between Us This is coming from a truck stop in North Carolina. I got picked up three times today, unfortunately, they were only for… Read More