Dish Soap
Scrape and claw for work, whatever that may mean now.
That's What He Alsaid
A newsletter and a space for unattached writings.
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That I Should Rise and You Should Not
Scrolling through social media the past two days, you’ve likely seen Glen Hansard’s face quite a bit.
Used to Be
A few years ago (closer to a decade than I’d like to think), a couple of friends had a day off mid-week.
The Attempt
So the robots can write now.
Embers
I would not have guessed it sounds like rain.
The World-Altering Joys of Working in a Bookstore
Two men enter the store.
To What End?
Another day here in Chicago, another video of people who think they’re above the law and at war with the American people.
What We Did While Fascists Roamed the Streets
We would wake up and reach for our phones to check our mails, offer codes and subscription notices, and newsletters summarizing the horrors that had transpired the day before, which we had learned not to read before bed.
It's a bit of a reach
I just now decided that a useful exercise is to close your eyes and try to inhabit your past self.
Sunset Lanes
A short story
I Know Exactly Who I Am
Someone Compelled to Write an Ode to Bluey
An Alternative to Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs
Allow me to present:
Dick Wheels
We're not invisible inside our cars
Write Club: Showers
Write Club is a Chicago-based event where writers are pitted against each other (it’s friendlier than that sounds) to perform a 7-minute written piece inspired by one word.
Write Club: Spend
In this economy?!?
Folds
In the breast pocket of Roberto’s suit jacket, he carries around a little folded up version of himself.
And
Not or.
Process
A peak behind the uninspired curtains
False Dichotomies
See footnote
Course of Life
The hidden edge to a blessed life: twelve years later you emerge from the dream, faced with the real world and its resumes, its CVs, its years of required experience, and it asks of you, “What the hell else can you do?”