A Glimmer of the Inner Lake
There are moments life leaves one a vivid trail of reminders that divinity is truly a part of life.
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My Substantial Affair With Life: A G...
A Glimmer of the Inner Lake
There are moments life leaves one a vivid trail of reminders that divinity is truly a part of life.
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My Substantial Affair With Life: ...
“Curveball”.
The ball game sure did not come up with curve balls. If anything, it might have came up with the term. The real curve balls take place in real life. Hardball or softball, curve balls will come and go. Sometimes I willingly take the curve ball and duck the hardball. I will admit the mystery of curve balls. [...]
HACK № 49: Freedom Is The Write
Howdy Patriots, welcome to the forty-ninth declaration of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, it takes a strong constitution to swallow the American Dream.
Patriotism Is Lame
Fuck Independence Day. Not the movie Independence Day. That movie’s pretty good, I’m watching it right now. I don’t even mean F [...]
HACK № 43: Insensatographies
Howdy Authobiographicals, welcome to the forty-third exposé of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, don’t forget the footnotes.*
Insensatography (n.) – the life story, real or otherwise, of an inanimate object.
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My Substantial Affair With Life: La ...
La Cocoon:
How do I get out?
“So strange, so strange, how something so unnatural has become our norm.” she mutters to herself in her head as she sits behind the wheel in bumper-to-bumper traffic on route 95. Other thoughts more worthy wash away like a good wave ashore as she preoccupies herself about remembering [...]
HACK № 32: Fetters of Correspondence
Howdy Recipients, welcome to the thirty-second communique of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, take comfort in knowing that this is not your life.
This week we’ve got real talk. I’ve chopped up some chats, swiped snippets of salubrious speech, and intertwined some serious oral intercourse with quixotic moments of reflective [...]
HACK № 30: Lowdown and Soul Dirty
Howdy Hierophants, welcome to the thirtieth rendition of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, quit your whining. I’ll do more than enough for the both of us.
This week it’s the night before this week’s piece is due and I decided to just give it to you all in one short 4 hour burst. I’m leaving nothing out because, [...]
Prose Before Swine: What Does It All ...
Among the funniest of my recent discoveries is that my ex, Melodie Reece, has become Faceboob friends with my brother. This is funny because she looks exactly the same as she did 10+ years ago when I dumped her on Christmas day. Poor thing can never look at a present again without thinking about the one that got away. When the whole of your l [...]
HACK № 8: Why Hath Crossing Guard Chi...
Chirrrrrrrrp! Welcome to the eighth version of HACK. If you’ve made it this far, be advised that jay-walking will not be tolerated.
So there’s this crossing guard who works at the intersection right next to where I work. She’s a grandma-ish older lady, skinny, with a perpetually sour look on her face. She is insane. Let me explainR [...]
I Don’t Belong Here: Minor Here...
Each week in I Don’t Belong Here, I have attempted to tackle some major world issue, or some pressing human concern, or just rape jokes. This week I would like to take a break from that and address some smaller, yet equally crucial, issues that I feel are important to discuss. (more…)