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Check Your (Queer) White Privilege

This is a post I don’t want to write. But, I need to because it’s a truth, a raw one, that needs to be spoken. And I won’t be accused of holding back or hiding; I’m too old for that sort of thing and the world is too big for small-living. I must preface, however, … Continue reading


This is the thing she could not do for me: be unafraid. We could talk about the weather.

A repose

Recently, as I think it’s rather evident to most everyone, I have been meditating on the themes of fear and happiness, of intimacy, both erotic and non, family, faith, friends, and how those things coalesce (a most beautiful word that describes a most beautiful, alchemic thing) to form our lives. And what are our lives? … Continue reading

On not losing my faith

I have never lost my faith. I don’t even think it’s possible, that the power is in me, that I am capable of losing my faith. It is as much a part of me as the bones that hold me up, the skin that keeps it all together, the air that keeps me alive. And yet, … Continue reading

Everyday worship

In the day-to-day trenches of adult life, there is actually no such thing as atheism. There is no such thing as not worshiping. Everybody worships. The only choice we get is what to worship…

A little night reading

My life: a tumult. My interior rooms and all the objects they contained: turned against me.

Epic boredom

The past few months have been most enlightening, and trying, and today, of all days, I’m just feeling a bit over it all.

A family of trees

Lots of little girls dream of growing up to be princesses or brides, of meeting their prince or future husband, getting married, having kids—you know, the whole story, the happily ever after. I don’t remember my dreams from when I was a kid; those have been lost to the past and I’m perfectly fine with … Continue reading

Modern Love: A Frog and a Rabbit

So, a frog and a rabbit walk into a bar… Okay. Yes. So it’s a joke, right? What’s the joke? No, no joke, it’s a frog, a rabbit, and a bar. You know, it’s us.

Movie Review: “Stuck in Love”

I’m not generally a big fan of movies and television. I’m not against it, no, and this is not a jeremiad about how the talkie box is sucking our brains out, ruining our attention spans, and all-over a subversive attempt by The Man to anesthetize humanity-at-large (not to say any of that is completely untrue either) … Continue reading

Raison d’etre

"Raw," she said. "I want something primal. I want something bare and naked. I want you to give me this life raw, unbidden, unhidden, free, fair, and true. Can you do that? Can you do that for me?"

One may only try.

January 2019
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