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January 29, 2017
Changes, Self-Indulgence, and The Four Year Cycle
Of late, this rough little slimy rope has been growing around my mind telling me I sound overly self indulgent, a la Elizabeth Gilbert from what I assume to be a pre-Eat Pray Love era. I have criticized the book… 
January 22, 2017
Decisions at a (Metaphorical) Gun Point
I had life all figured out as a six year old. There was nothing to it – you grew up, became an adult, and then everything would be at your fingertips. Quite simple. It was as I grew older that… 
January 15, 2017
The Errors of the Super-Specific Vertical Goal-Oriented Way of Living
Right before my high school boards, my aunt took my cousins and me to a temple. After the overnight journey, we little ones, of course, just wanted some sleep. But my aunt was having none of it. She wanted us… 
January 13, 2017
Epiphanies and Second Chances
The knuckles have been cracked. A neck rotation stretch has been done. But the writing is still a little rusty – beginning with sentences in the passive voice. But write we must, and here’s why. After a terrible few months,… 
October 24, 2016
Jealousy
Jealousy is the corner Where unhappiness lives Screeching, shrieking Like a banshee in pain Yet unheard. Unfamiliar, uncomfortable This isn’t what I’ve known Before this, before the world Turned on itself Leaving me torn. Afraid I am of mirrors At midnight, I wonder What monster I’ll see in the mercury Filled with thoughts of murder The lust […]
August 14, 2016
Everything Must Go
First it was goodreads. Well, obviously. What else could it be, knowing me. It’s cluttered with nearly everything everyone’s ever recommended. Friends, acquaintances, even enemies. Even the site’s own recommendations based on what you’ve already read. Which is a good thing; it isn’t annoying like Facebook’s People You May Know. Even a bad book, after all, trumps […]
July 21, 2016
My Solo Trip Debacle -or- My Eat Pray Love Fiasco -or- (simply) My First Solo Trip
Choose Your Own Adventure books are quite popular. So for this post, I guess you could Choose The Title You Prefer. Because the post is about such a non-adventure, I had to give my reader something! What feels like aeons ago, I quit my first job, packed my bags, locked my one-bedroom rented flat, returned […]
July 15, 2016
July 4, 2016
Across the Temple Hall
Where were we, Among those writhing Bodies oiled with sweat And passions hot, Less an orgy, More a war, Were they all busy, When our eyes met, Across the temple hall. Another dusk, Another year, We prostrate ourselvesBefore our chosen gods, On a higher plane We may have been Yet when I turned around Our […]
June 21, 2016
Hopeless Romantic: Part 1 – Tokens
There was a time when I thought of myself as a hopeless romantic. Even as I wrote endless reports on Shakespeare’s villains for school or wrote about gruesomely severed heads to amuse myself, my secret ambition was to write a love story of epic proportions. And when no one was looking, I would let the […]
