Do we live in a savage world? Most times it feels like we do but I don’t think it's true — the world is simply indifferent to our feelings and this fac…
every creative act is an act of war we are in timeless battle with the lesser versions of ourselves and in defeat we sit alone in mumpish judgment of t…
Moving through the city though I’ve spent my whole life leaping skirting and sprinting up around and through these tangled forests of steel glass and t…
It’s been years since I killed my god. It wasn’t a sudden or violent death —more like a long negotiated euthanasia, gently putting to rest the band of …
almost a decade ago a robot named Curiosity hurtled 105 million miles through the empty cold darkness of space. 180 days of tumbling before touching do…
I binge watched the Hudson today, its calm waters whispering sustained sighs of relief from the incessant chop of ferry traffic. Gazing across the rive…
In this caustic culture of ours arguments always seem to be framed in terms of war — Her criticisms are right on target. He shot down all my claims. At…
Today I made a pilgrimage to myself. An earlier self. A young feckless young fool who somehow, out of the jumbled mess of youth, made a decision that w…
the sky is heavy tonight it is raining stars and out among them there’s always that one if you look for it set up high a flickering gem that shy one ov…
When you make a meal for your lover and she tells you it’s too salty and you reply, but I didn’t add much salt you should consider taking a deep breath…
It confounds me how many times I’ve said goodbye in my life and still — I’d rather die every time I’m forced to step forward into its foreboding, skitt…
What pleasure do I get from that thousand dollar jacket I last hugged from the inside a dozen years ago? It hangs, spiritless inside my closet like a p…