There is a cliff at the end of the road and you’re racing towards it at the speed of a barreling car. It grows closer by the second and...

As the old saying goes: The saddest person is the kindest soul I gave this some thought, magnificent bastards, and I'm still unsettled by...

My insides go soft Thinking fondly of before I want to go back

There’s a place nobody knows. No explorer has ever beheld its beauty, no astronaut ever gazed upon its abyss, no person ever experienced...

Boats cross in the night. They shine as a brilliant star. Then come morning, part.

It’s nightfall again and you’re in the same place you were for the last, and the one before that. Little is different, if anything at...

I went to a wedding once. You know, one of those ceremonies that you read about in history books or see in classics from centuries ago. ...

Ideas are tranquil in the way standing in the middle of a placid river, water up to your waist, in the midst of the dog days of summer is....

Paradise exists only in your head. It is a placebo invented by the psyche to make misery more palatable, to make it easier to get out of...

You have a dream. It is a good one. But then you wake up, sad about something you can’t quite put your finger on. You can’t remember...

I had a relationship once, it went a little like this: Met the person in the dark ages, became acquaintances and then dated someone else...

The world is mad. Not that it went mad, or was anything otherwise; it has always been mad. We live in a mad world. The evidence is all...

I scream into the void hoping that something acknowledges my existence. An echo, a shuffle, an answering scream: anything to mark that I...

I look to the world and find no hope. I look to myself and see no future. And finally I look up to the stars and see everything that...

Imagine an ocean. A small boat sits on the surface, bobbing in accordance to the waves, and far above the sun burns hot. You know,...

I can’t stand it when I’m told to smile. I’ll smile when I damn well please, not for your pleasure or comfort. I’ll smile when it’s...

Ever hear of those old mythological creatures? The ones that can turn into bats at will, are afraid of garlic, and don’t have a...

Time is a constant relative. It passes the same for each who experiences it, one second per second into the future--just a long line...

You’re up late, the last night before leaving to home the next. Outside the streetlight buzzes and the aircon across the street rumbles...

True love is a myth. It pains me to say it because all those times I’ve lain in bed staring at the ceiling and dreamed about it are for...