Filmmaker. Screenwriter. Rebel scum.
Recently I picked back up driving for the ride share. One of my first rides was a woman…
Darkness, lightness, where do you fall?
In the kitchen or in the hall?
Will you listen when I call
or will you pass me by.
“I’m sorry that happened to you. That totally fucking sucks.”
A young man I’ll call “Daniel” had spent the last several months going to physical therapy for a strained wrist-to-shoulder. He…