August 22, 2013

Rants on Writing

Writing is like passing a kidney stone, friends: bloody, gut-eating, crippling labor. Like a grown man giving birth to a child or an army of ticks […]
February 22, 2013


I once had a margarita between cigarettes; it was 1974. The same year, I fell for a brunette, two yards tall with a Gorbachev mole. She […]
March 27, 2012

The Temple

sighs; long-held breaths i kept for forty years that rattled the cage of the living. i passed on, you see, passed the mythical gate of the […]
February 21, 2012

A Reflection Inspired by Bonhoeffer

If Dietrich Bonhoeffer had written as soberly on fear as he did on ethics, we might have known a different view of the world, or at […]
February 9, 2012

The City

It was along Clarkson. A dusty glow falling from street lights. Drizzle hesitating in the air. And I walked on, scuffing my shoes along the jagged […]
December 15, 2011

A Christmas Letter of Confessions

My Dear Leonidus, Peace and grace to you in this dark season of advent. My thoughts and prayers tend always toward you, whatever the season, but […]
November 24, 2011

Wherein Google Tells Me Who I Am

I Googled my name yesterday to learn something about myself. I reasoned: it would either come screaming like a gay banchee to the top of the […]