door Me | mrt 23, 2020 | Journal
Back in the day, when times were normal and people could take a walk in nature in safety but didn’t, I was always picked last in gym class. I didn’t even blame them, I was useless on the field, no matter what sport we played. Just an awkward kid with arms and legs...
door Me | mrt 22, 2020 | Journal
In the weeks before the coronavirus got into the heads of our collective consciousness you could hear calls for quarantine all around. Not the widespread lockdowns you have now, no—they go too far, the public cries. What those early quarantine criers asked for is that...
door ellis | mrt 18, 2020 | Journal
Welcome to Wonderland I was about 10 years old when me and my sister woke to find our mother had imagineered a scavenger hunt through our new house. My parents had recently divorced and I discovered that meant they didn’t want to live together anymore. This new house...
door Me | mrt 3, 2020 | Journal
It’s a Friday night, raining outside. The door is open and the ratatat of rain blends with the soundtrack of the movie we’re watching — Coach Carter. Samuel L. Jackson as a man who helps run-out-of-luck kids aim for their best life and isn’t afraid to take the road...
door Me | feb 4, 2020 | Journal
You’re on the website of a happily married couple, half of which claims to be a writer. If that’s so, you think, then where are all the stories — huh? Well, now, look…I am a writer, really. I mean, I put one word behind the other and get paid to do it, sometimes....
door Me | aug 7, 2019 | Journal
I stand waiting near the bathroom. It’s not the bathroom I’m waiting for, I don’t even think they’re occupied. I’m waiting for Nick. Standing near the bathroom doesn’t make it look like I’m waiting for Nick. If people knew, they might force me to talk with him, and...
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