When the gay boy got a girl pregnant

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The desire & consciousness are free

I

The fleeting beauty of our Fall

This is how we age, the way Fall unfolds, not all in a rush, but in pieces and slow, at night when we…

The start of an essay on Writer’s Block

Two things have happened over the past week: I let my daily routine of posting here slip…

Can a book ruin a man? A memory.

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Two phone calls

I.

I called you as soon as I got back to my apartment. You picked up. My living room was hot. I couldn’t…

The boy within us

If once the boy within us ceases to speak to the man who enfolds him, the shape of life is broken and there is, literally, no…

Manya looks down river

When I stand on the hill and look down the river, I feel like I can breath again. The houses, I hardly notice them, I…

The stuffed toy at the dentist office

I know I left my glasses here somewhere.

When the well died

The day the well died it was hot and dry and my father had run out of money for the month.