A few weeks ago, Geoff and I decided to meet up at a bar after work to catch up on one another’s lives. Neither of us go to bars very often: I can count on one finger the previous times I’d gone to a bar before 9pm, and neither of us are real drinkers, but [...]
In case you were wondering whether or not Jurvis and I still have a kitten: yes. Yes we do. Or rather, we have a massive wild lynx that eats, behaves and snuggles like a kitten, and we’re assuming it’s the same creature we brought into our home two months ago.
The one place he’s not supposed [...]
The problem with older, more established poets is that they can’t seem to stop writing about what a bitch writing is. If they’re feeling especially sprightly, they’ll reference the very poem you are reading at that moment in time. This poem! they’ll cry, Christ, if you could only understand what I went through!
Dear old people: [...]
There isn’t much that I wouldn’t do for a bicycle.
They pass me every day on my walk to work: a whir and the click of switched gears, a breeze across my face and suddenly they are in front of me, churning pedals and disappearing over the hill. Sometimes they’re girls in skirts and leggings, frizzy [...]
Before I left for New York City, I had a long conversation with my mom about various career changes going on in my life. “I don’t know,” I told her. “In five or six months, I may just be working part time for X, and not even try to find another job. I could work [...]