I stopped by my old boss' office on Friday afternoon to say hi. I brought her some Hershey chocolates that were given to me by a professor, but my intestines were already having immense difficulty digesting the lactose in the mocha latte I indulged in earlier. Damn intolerance. My boss ebulliently greeted me and draped … Continue reading Best Thing I’ve Ever Done
Seeing that you and I are in the same sphere. In my utopian idea, you are not so distant. You stand up, stand in for a stance, but there's no support. No fingerprints. No gloves, no shoes, no pants. Naked bodies, bare ideas lacerated. Blindsided, infatuated. You've been misinterpreted by a jerk who tells you … Continue reading Sorry Not Sorry
I FaceTimed a friend from middle school and we talked about what we were each doing. Both of us are sober. My friend is working in LA, I won’t say what his role is because it may be unwise to specify should my mother’s eyes view this piece. However, his job requires helping people become … Continue reading Domestic Prohibition
While I was on my way back to New Jersey from New York City, I sat next to a retired cop on the train. He began the conversation by asking me where I was going. "Somewhere in Jersey?" he guessed. "Yeah," I responded, a smile curling on my face. He was a nice old man, … Continue reading Train Ride Home
A poem about how I got here.