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I love to dream. Often my nightvisions (which, let’s be honest, happen during afternoon naps mostly) involve the exact same thing that I am doing during waketime. But then there’s the other times. Two nights ago I was parachuting into … Continue reading →

People, like coffee, are complicated. I spend too much time sipping both. The past week has found me many opportunities to meet folks who I used to know. And to learn about what they’ve been up to since I stopped … Continue reading →

So I finished my first story by Henry James: The Turn of the Screw. I had been reading it for days, never quite sure where I had left off the last time because the prose is so dense it isn’t … Continue reading →

Here’s the background: I was on vacation and hanging out at my friend’s computer lab while she finished her shift at work. I had the overwhelming urge to be reading something, anything, and so fled to a local bookstore. One … Continue reading →

I just noticed Tony opening a bottle of prescription medicine, which is nothing new. And yet, I curiously asked him about it. “It’s Lexapro,” he admitted. “I didn’t realize you were still taking anxiety medication.” “Yep,” he replied. “It’s easier … Continue reading →

Tony is a bit morose, but he disguises it well. He’s been searching for simple pleasures all evening in the hopes of drowning a piece of his despair. A few drinks and three new digital albums later he’s still camped … Continue reading →

Tony (in name only) is an old, retired librarian. He lives alone, in a smallish (250 sq ft) room. On the stereo he plays either Mahler or Tupac while he knits his hats to sell at the market. Tony is … Continue reading →

In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav’nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns: Is it better to have a mind or a muscular middle? Is he worth more if he shines in a picture or in a poem? … Continue reading →

Dante Terrell Smith has been reborn. Or so he appeared on stage last night. He performed in front of a large screen-display of the Milky Way, with snippets of old soul music blasting and one of two t-shirts hanging from … Continue reading →

“See me, want me, give me, trust me Feed me, fuck me, love me, touch me This whole world is cold and ugly…” Tomorrow I am going to a concert. I will dance and drink whilst Mos Def and Talib … Continue reading →