over easy

pay day means a trip to the bank and a trip to the diner for some eggs. sitting in the corner booth over a greasy plate with rye toast, bacon, home fries and a cup of coffee, it is important to try to eat slowly. with no one to talk to all there is to

negative one

halfway around the block i dug my hands into my coat pockets for some warmth and discovered one of the bright green earth friendly, biodegradable, dog shit bags you had given me for christmas last year. all of the others had been used for their intended purpose, then discarded into neighbor’s garbage bins, alongside houses,

Sanguine Daydream

I cannot yet understand the way love builds the way love is the way it hurt to walk ten feet to type this, opposite of the joy with which my folks take photos of themselves smiling, by the lighthouse, at dusk. The way someone forces you to build yourself, the way someone forces you to

Some Memories Don’t Stop

Roasting coffee beans with the flames of my manuscript, I picture her perfect: Almond-shaped honey eyes, polka dotted dress, hair shoulder length and eyes eyes eyes shooting and hips moving so tightly and drinking like a champion, pickle back shots & Yuneglings, playing & winning at bingo – winning already – and soft lips and

Date Night At The Coffee Shop

Usually begins with an awkward hug at the counter while I wait to take the order. The girl usually orders a fancy drink with chocolate or caramel or both and the guy usually orders plain coffee but makes up for it by ordering two of the most expensive desserts. Then there is some contrived argument

My Spirit Animal Is A Five Year Old Korean Kid Named Austin

I became excited today at work when I smelled the plastic trash bag while I was cleaning the bathroom because it smelled similar to Power Rangers action figures I played with as a kid, the kind where if you pushed a button, their heads flipped into their bellies and helmets flipped out. My favorite was

I’m Falling In Love With Prostitutes.

I met the most beautiful girl on the train recently.  The presence of her in my life still feels like a dream.  She had heartbreaking greenbrown eyes.  She kind of had a butt chin, but it was cute.  She had a tiny star tattoo on the inside of her forearm.  I’ll start from the beginning.