As he wandered through the shouting streets of Friday night, Mr. Nothing wondered if it was worth trading his tinnitus for the promise of fun at McNasty’s, as the name itself was ... continue reading
Tag: essay
Two years ahead
“In a week, you will be forty-seven.” As he listened to the first gusts of Storm Malik, the poet wondered where their names might have come from, but at these words, ... continue reading
i play it safe
sometimes i like an essay about a new book more than the book itself, and i find myself settling for the former more and more often. ... continue reading
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