A journey through the garden of life.
So I was going to write every single day this year. But maaaaan! Fuck that. There are just days. Days I wake up hyped. I wake up mad. I wake up so fuckin mad. Almost like I went to sleep, I was on the edge and when I’m awake I’m still on the edge... Except... Continue Reading →
Reporting Live: Pirate Fresh. Last weekend my people did it again. We fucked it up. You know? We fucked it up like we’ve been doin a lot lately. We let another one get away. I mean it’s not really a tragedy. That’s just a fancy title. It’s really just a shame. It’s just a fuckin... Continue Reading →
It’s a nice place to be, the Devil’s house. They keep everything in order, the Devils. He can’t do it alone and neither can she. They need each other, the Devils. What he can’t, they can. What she can’t, they can. A lovely place, the Devil’s house. Working together. Towards a common goal. We love... Continue Reading →
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 →
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 →
The Time Traveler 