Category Archives: journal

I walk down the street sometimes and I feel like I can’t grasp all of the strands. All these people — they know something. They’ve selected the correct clothes. They’ve heard this new song. They just went for a run. … Continue reading →

I realized this morning that the only thing I currently like about my physical self is my tattoo. Well… At least there’s that. 

Today, assuming I make it to bed without, is the first day in quite awhile I haven’t had a drink. There have been days or nights I’ve had very little, but for my most recent memory I couldn’t tell you … Continue reading →

It took me until my freshman year of college to officially come out as “gay.” But I have always been queer. I looked it up. Merriam Webster first defined “queer” as “differing in some odd way from what is usual … Continue reading →

Sweet Patty. She has been my crutch, my confidant, a reason to maintain. Through her I have been entertained. Absolved. I am not actually sure where it all began, but with her I have welcomed all experience. Hyperbole? Yes. But … Continue reading →

I placed a jar in Tennessee, And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill. The wilderness rose up to it, And sprawled around, no longer wild. The jar was round upon the ground … Continue reading →

My mother just called and apologized. Apparently I wrote her a letter as a young boy after she had threatened to hit me. She saved this letter. And now she found it and feels bad about it. I had forgotten … Continue reading →

Thom and I like to travel. Today we chose to take a trip heading south because Tony is always asking me to go “down there.” It is odd coming to a place that you once knew and now you meet … Continue reading →

I need to deal with death and its dealings with me. I spent a very happy yesterday at a funeral. There were moments (church choir soulfully expressing) I was moved to tears. There were others I simply wanted the whole … Continue reading →