that sunday at work; 20 march 2022. after a while and so many things, a succession of life and lives and friendships exploding and ending, it just got to the point where all i wanted was a little fucking peace, brother. and after another while i would find it. in my own little world, in … Continue reading into the light – the return of the pan.
high school
a musing on zaire (my friend, not the country).
i grew up in this town called 'downey,' just outside of l.a. suburb, white bread america boring, the type of town that cast me as town weirdo. and the type of place from which all town weirdos inevitably long to escape. did eight years of catholic school, then two years in public, first time … Continue reading a musing on zaire (my friend, not the country).