Taboo confessions whispered in the dark echo longer. Things left unsaid grow into… These secrets, that shouldn’t be, and aren’t really. You know. I know. This is what I want […]
writing
what is love?
Love is unruly hair and sleepy eyes. Love is that thing that drives you absolutely batty about them, but you’d miss immediately if they stopped doing it. Love is a […]
the messy dripping heart
There’s a barn in my town. It’s old. I would say well over a century. I’ve been watching it get older for years. My best guess is that the town […]
I Don’t Want To Be a Romantic Anymore
Really. There are few benefits for the romantic himself. It can be absolutely amazing for the person he’s dating, but they only see half the story. There’s the extra pain […]
Wanted: One Muse
There’s inspiration in the mundane, and beauty in the ache. There’s music in the creaking of old bones, and hopeful lyrics in crushing words. The stories are everywhere. All around. […]
the pacific coast highway not taken
When I was 25ish, and all pepper, no salt, I was writing screenplays constantly. Every waking hour basically. And when I wasn’t sitting at my computer, fingers dancing excitedly, I […]
les cuillères
There’s a greenish 12:53 gently lighting the corner of the room. He sees it. Spooning her, right from the start, had been wildly contented arousal. His lips on her neck. […]
24 Things You Learn When You Leave Your 20s
Did I mention that I was on Thought Catalog the other day?
it’s Lisa
I posted this the other day on (the soon to be rebranded) Pooping Rainbows. I received a wrong number text this morning. “Hi, it’s Lisa. We need to talk.” The […]