writing

Sep
27
clearpilled

clearpilled

She wants to be an artist, she wants it to be easy, because that seems like the way it’s supposed to be, post-andy warhol, post-internet, post-network spirituality.
9 min read
Aug
26
tent

tent

It’s in dreams that I found my true medium, a place where everything can be fixed.
10 min read
Jul
30
Another Mirage

Another Mirage

His name is a part of me, just like his stories. A fabrication imbued with truth. Or truth imbued with fabrication.
11 min read
Jun
22
A Beautiful Death

A Beautiful Death

You want to be a good friend and you want to be a good person but it’s hard when you like movies better than real people.
10 min read
Jun
01
Signal

Signal

We formed a straight, then curvy, then jagged line as we passed another Baby high up in a Pine tree, looking out while I was looking in, bits of poetry forming in my mind that I threw at the scene, scattered like clues for the detectives to find.
6 min read
Feb
21
BEANS

BEANS

Chapter 9: I stared at the pills in my hand and assured myself that this wasn’t like those times when I invented a problem that could only be solved by drugs. This was real, something was happening.
14 min read
Jan
31
Cherry Coke

Cherry Coke

He held up the glass eyeball he’d been methodically smoothing by hand, balancing it delicately between his middle and ring finger, like a magician about to do a trick.
11 min read
Jan
18
teardrop

teardrop

Now the full extent of my carelessness and conceit was made apparent as Lil Mountain and I fell to the floor–my deer tail and lizard teeth necklace rattling like an exquisitely worded curse.
8 min read
Jan
02
capitulation

capitulation

It was such a Babies thing to do–watching movies in the forest in the winter. WTF. Could they see me up here? Would they be able to help? But then I reminded myself I was here to help them. Save them even.
10 min read
Nov
10
1001

1001

Hi, It's OA. As I write this Swim and Bruce are planning to take me out. Or more precisely they are planning to make such a plan and, in the meantime, constructing elaborate defensive maneuvers; meditative shields for the mind missiles they believe I’ll send.
9 min read