• An Inquiry into the Processing of Evil

    I wrote this essay on July 30th, 2025. I wrote it, then forgot about it. I don’t know what has occurred today (August 31st, 2025) that would’ve inspired me to look at it again and then decide to publish it. But I do think about this subject matter a lot, so I figure why not… Continue reading

  • Exit 309B

    I decided I wanted to put more writing up. This is something I wrote shortly after the funding for my AmeriCorps Service was cut-off and I was immediately and unwittingly out-of-work. Eventually I would go back and finish the school year with a budget funded through a different account (that’s besides the point though). Essentially,… Continue reading

  • After the Crash

    After the Crash

    It’s as if I was just living as I had always been. Like most people and things that breathe, all routine. Lucky to be alive. Lucky to not be injured during one small crack in my timeline not too out of the norm. Continue reading

  • When The Bad Man Comes

    Papa says to build a wall to protect our homes for when the bad man comes. He’ll take our lives, he’ll take our soil, he’ll take our pride because that’s what the bad man does. Papa gave us guns last night, along with lights and blaring horns. We’ll need these tools for when the bad… Continue reading

  • This Place I’ve Made My Home

    This Place I’ve Made My Home

    Little Fiction 3 A story about modern love. Our narrator lets themselves fall for a boy to such a degree they let him live inside of her/them. He moves in, and a sickness starts to swell and burn with the constant threat of rain. Continue reading