Run, Lady


People are always rushing. Always responding to the voice on the overhead speaker. Hurrying in herds, gripping their belongings and holding them close to their torso. Continue reading “Run, Lady”


Blue Line Cogitations


I sat in the very front of the train because I’ve always wanted a full-front view of where we were going as we were getting there. The track laid out ahead of us.

I realized that if there were a derailment or a collision I would be the first to die, but it was the price to pay for the childish thrill of sitting up front Continue reading “Blue Line Cogitations”

No More Buttfucking

We were having lunch at a cozy Thai restaurant in a quaint suburb far west of the city when he said to me, “I came to Christ.”

Looking up from my Tom Kha Gai soup, spoon halfway to my mouth, I asked him if that meant he was fucking a priest behind my back. Continue reading “No More Buttfucking”