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
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.
Last night, I called my friend Marie to catch up. She was on a blind date at this bar, and she described to me how white it was. "Dude the Killers are playing right now, literally my white senses are going off and some dude at the next