Now That The Vultures Are Gone (aka UMF YOU WISH)

Coolers full of beer and cocktail Gatorade grenades; the locals called them nutcrackers, but we considered them a good time.   Vodka, rum, and whiskey chasers for a blinding bender at the beach, color coded by the bottle. Little lemon yellows...

Cynic: derived from Ancient Greek kynikos; meaning "dog-like"

"There are four reasons why the Cynics are so named. First because of the indifference of their way of life, for they make a cult of indifference and, like dogs, eat and make love in public, go barefoot, and sleep in tubs and at crossroads. The second...

Premeditated Prologue (For Your Oh-No-He-Didn'ts)

What I will find most difficult will be to describe myself, the places, and the people that I touch on as they truly were, not merely as extensions of what I believed them to be. So in the interest of objectivity allow me this grain of salt and...

Texts I Should Have Sent

I'll never love you, you know. I can respect You and I can treat you well and give you my time and sincerest affection, but I will never love you. When I'm on the brink of something intimate there will always be that reserve, a wince and habit I can't...

Two Is Company, Three Is A Good Time

Every sentence is a false pregnancy, fully loaded with a thought but as empty as good-night. He’s ordering a rum and coke, I’m pretending to look around, she’s gone to labor with what’s to come. Silence piling on silence. I remind myself to breathe,...