The Sweet Lips Of June

There is a man who looks like my twin who has spent a little time drinking fancy vodka because his stash of good single malt scotch needs to be replenished. That same man realized yesterday why the name of one of the parents of a hostage sounds familiar because they were supposed to be on… Continue reading The Sweet Lips Of June

Your Mother Unfriended Me & Other Social Media Tales

There are rituals for writing that I try to abide by because they help facilitate the flow of words from fingers to keyboard but there are times in which I intentionally break them. Sometimes it is to force myself out of the familiar comfort zones because you can’t be a writer if you limit your… Continue reading Your Mother Unfriended Me & Other Social Media Tales

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