It is very difficult for me to get into new things. I want to hear the songs I know. I want to be comforted by the shows I loved. I want to be transported...
The Sun and the Iron Pelt.
When I entered college, I wanted to make drastic changes. It was the first time I wasn’t under my parents’ thumb, and I was itching to finally be able to alter my appearance the...
Oh You Ugly Anyways.
I was walking and chatting with a friend of mine when I noticed a group of youngish guys walking toward us. They moved in a tight pack, but occasionally the mass would break shape. Punctuated...
The Live Tomahawk.
We were standing around in a massive tent. Plasticky, temporary floor covered what was usually the infield of the outdoor track. Memories of grass squishing under my feet slammed against recollections of exhausting track practices. The resultant swirl of emotions was sudden and disorienting.





