You Is, You Are

You always wondered about the second person. Because you always knew that you was the second person, but that never made much sense to you. Because you was never you. You was only ever someone else. But weren’t you the first person in the first place? Everything you read went through you. You were the…

Starvin’ Marvin

I had both the good and bad fortune to be raised in a household that was more saturated with adages, idioms, and otherwise eccentric phrases than Bill Murray is saturated with self-loathing and melancholy in a Wes Anderson film. And if you’ve ever seen Life Aquatic, you understand the gravity of that statement. My brother…

A Solitary Road Trip

Typically when I have a spiritual experience in the car, it’s while listening to┬áMan on the Moon Part I: The End of Day. It was one of the first rap albums I ever listened to by the first artist who I ever thought actually had something to say through hip hop (a realization that spurred…

Deluge

When the floods began, they told us to stay inside. The touch of your hand in the crook of my arm lingered into the third day we stayed huddled in the center of the living room, the four tables we owned pushed together, our blankets spread out over the uneven edges and corners that dug…