writer / artist from Seattle

Free trials & tribulations

I waste obscene amounts of time. It’s because time means nothing to me. I’m young. I don’t understand the value of time. Sometimes, people realize how little time they have when somebody in their life dies, or they have some kind of terrible accident. Trauma is a catalyst for contextualizing the human clock. What’s my…

Cognitive Coup

If it’s a good week, I employ democratic principles in my personal life without having to consider them at all. This is my hope. Simultaneously, however, I actively seek to dismantle them at the same degree. This is the cursed cycle we Americans find ourselves in; democracy for the individual – individualism that forces us…

Letter from a forgotten friend

I know you’re mad. I am too. We had such a pleasant life together, and to me, it will always be beautiful. Despite these feelings, it still hurts me to see that I have caused you so much pain and stress. I have taken so much of your time and energy and for that I…