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Still Alive, Not Quite Rising.
I kissed my wife for the first time on Easter Sunday, 2016. The romantic tension had been building between us since meeting 2 months before, just after my 25th birthday. We were only together at all that night because her family made her cry at Easter dinner. She was only months into her transition and…
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PRIDE & Prejudice: A Tired Gay’s Rant About June
Today, June 1st, is my wife’s birthday. I like to go ham every year with balloons, flowers, too many gifts, the whole shebang. Call it my love language. What’s important to me is that she feels especially seen, secure, and respected. Coincidentally, that’s all I usually want out of Pride Month. However, I seldom get…
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I’ll Give You a Quarter
Poetry, April 2023 – #Escapril 2023 Challenge
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Scary Sundays
Things are rough. It’s like we’re being dragged back to where we were at the start of this pandemic. Except, this time around, nobody is acting like it. Masks aren’t required. They aren’t even encouraged half the time. Everything is open, even as employees fall ill on a daily basis. Almost a million people have…
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On Death & Trying: Living & Loving in Spite of Decay
Blog originally posted to Medium.com on August, 20 2021 in response to the Medium Writer’s Challenge: Death. Last night, I Googled ‘Falling Out of Love with Your Partner’ to get the thought out of my head and into the open. Giving language to something you’re afraid of tends to make it less horrifying. Still, it’s…
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Strangers On A Kraine: My Tiny Ode to the New York Neo-Futurists
Author’s Note: Too Much Light Makes The Baby Go Blind closed a few years ago when Greg Allen revoked performance rights in Chicago, but the Neos I know still put on a weekly show called The Infinite Wrench. I have yet to have the pleasure of seeing it live, but it seems similar to Too Much Light in a structural sense.…