The Lisbon Paradox
A Travel Fiction on Authenticity “In the vast ocean of humanity, there are a few ports where all walks of life can find safe harbo—…
Sleepless Outside Seattle
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor pt IV “Dang man, that’s wild. You think you’ll ever see Alice or your bike again?” Moog asked me. “I doubt…
Spider Storm Soliloquy
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor part III Reader, have you ever felt like you’ve lost all sense of control over your life? As though you were…
Cocktail Recipes 2: The Traveller’s Prayer
I wrote the original version of this poem so many years ago that I nearly forgot about it, but could never forget the context surrounding…
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The Traveler’s Prayer
If I fell from the sky from a thousand long milesThen would you be right there so to catch me? If I wandered the forests…
Found Balloons: December
These are the first words I’ve written since my Halloween story I did back in October. I’ve probably committed struggling writer sacrilege by doing the…
The Physics of Interstellar Loneliness
Seven billion specks of lightScattered o’er a thousand nightscomplex order, intertwineddance to rules beyond our minds Seven billion sky bound beingsFloat, ephemerous, at seaDaunting, though,…
Found Balloons: October
What was the girl’s main complaint when she read Pride and Prejudice? While you dwell on that question (the answer’s at the end), it’s time…
Fly It Like You Stole It
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor pt II: Impact (Read Part I: Wonder, here) First things first. I have a confession to make. Earlier, I told you…
Maybe True, Mostly Metaphor
Chapter I: Wonder Close your eyes and imagine your younger self. How young? That age where you believed anything was possible. When you wanted to…
