A journey through the garden of life.
I hope y’all know. It’s cool. New year, new me. New season, new me. New month, new me. New week, new me. New day, new me. New hour, new me. Fuck it, you can be new you anytime you want to, any day you want to. Or the same. It don’t matter. Just as long... Continue Reading →
With all due respect. Fucking garbage. Shiney fucking garbage. Clearly good. But not good enough. Not so much trash that I don’t give a fuck about it. I give fucks about it. Clearly. Here are my fucks. I watched it. So there’s a fuck. Yea. The first one was good. So yea. You’ve got me.... Continue Reading →
7 days after the anniversary of my 33rd year. I was tired that night. So tired. We had been driving all day. I'd say 75 percent of which was on the dried out red clay roads that bridge the gaps of one African culture to the next. We were headed into the land of the... Continue Reading →
Standing in this room. Feet on this white floor, surrounded by these four white walls, white ceiling above, white lights shining down on us. It’s cold in here. Staring at him, standing to the right of me, watching him cry. This fucking guy. To the left of me, they both stood. Together, crying on each... Continue Reading →
Salutations Travelers! It’s 10:02 am on Wednesday, January 2nd 2019, I’m in England, laying in bed in my Brighton flat, listening to “What’s Free” by Meek Mill. It’s my first day back at work. “Work” being writing. Writing. Writing. Writing. Free writing. It’s coming out of me now. I don’t have the space for it.... Continue Reading →
The Time Traveler 