(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… Continue reading →

Oh The Places You’ll Sleep!

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.… Continue reading →

The Past: Prostitutes and Pillows

(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… Continue reading →

Beside You In Time

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… Continue reading →

Going Down With Mr. South

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… Continue reading →

A Farewell to Legs

For 6+ months I’ll be walking around the country finishing my book, The Insides of Monsters. Hopefully I won’t be raped or murdered on the trip. The chances of me not being injured… Continue reading →