“Is there any particular reason you are in such a bad mood?” I poke at his ribs, letting out a giggle myself, but he doesn’t budge. “Oh, come on, grumpy…you’re no fun.” Dipping my head I mumble, “Danny, really, what’s going on?” I’m met with a frown on his face and the wind blowing my hair into my face.“Listen I’m trying my best here,” he stays silent, “and I’m sure that whatever it is, I can help...

When I was a little boy my parents gave me many toys, but my favorite were trains because they can take you to any place in the world.

My parents didn’t have much money but giving me toys on occassion was all that I wanted or rather needed. They said that I could be whatever I wanted- a teacher. An astronaut. A doctor. A painter. An illustrator.

Me? I wanted to become a train conductor. So tha...

“I won’t get us lost,” Ravi says.

“I didn’t get us lost either,” Rylee shoots back, trying to snatch the map from him.

“Ah, ah, ah… nope,” Ravi holds the map above his head, smiling down at Rylee.

“Asshole, gimmie that,” Rylee laughs, jumping up at the map, grabbing at Ravi’s arms.

“Nope, nope,” he jerks back and forth, keeping the map just out of reach.

Rylee jumps, wrapping around Ravi’s wai...

"Really?" I grumble to myself as the bus lurches to a stop in the middle of the bumpy stone path through the middle of the woods.

"How long have we even been driving? Like five hours?" my best friend, Mira asks.

The notoriously long drive to Camp Seaside would usually range from three to four hours, but we had to stop for some kid to barf. Three times. Then four bathroom pit stops, one flat tire...

I remember when I first got released from the hospital, I was trying everything in my power to get better, as you can tell from this video.

I can honestly say that this brain injury (TBI) has saved my life! Both literally and figuratively. I think back to before the accident, and I remember talking to my then bf about going to college, getting our own place, getting married, having kids, etc. A...

“I won’t get us lost,” Ravi says.

“I didn’t get us lost either,” Rylee shoots back, trying to snatch the map from him.

“Ah, ah, ah… nope,” Ravi holds the map above his head, smiling down at Rylee.

“Asshole, gimmie that,” Rylee laughs, jumping up at the map, grabbing at Ravi’s arms.

“Nope, nope,” he jerks back and forth, keeping the map just out of reach.

Rylee jumps, wrapping around Ravi’s wai...

When you lie

I

Cover it up.

When you cry

I

Cover it up.

When you hide

I

Cover it up.

When you bleed

I’m there

To cover it up.

When you fall apart

I’m there

To cover it up.

When you lie

I’m there

To cover it up.

When I lie

You

Yell and you sneer.

When I cry

You

Drown me in my tears.

When I hide

You

Come find me in the dark.



When I bleed

You tell me

Clean it up.

When I fall apart

You’re there

To...

I discovered the bus on the trail. How it got there, I didn’t know. It was old and had obviously been there for quite a while. Sure, there had been an old road here at one time, now grown in with blackberries and brush. It had probably come in during a much better time when the patch was clear and before a scrabble of tough grasses had replaced gravel. But now it sat in dappled moonlight, down the...

The raggedy sputtering bus pulled into an abandoned lot. It has been 16 weeks since a crew of nappy headed high school kids had hit the road to discover all they could about this wild, wasted of a country. Starting in the north east, they spent 10 whole days picking blueberries and mining for herikimer diamond. From there they travelled through Kentucky, sleeping in state parks, rolling in late at...

A soldier going home after being away for the first time

with a belly growling empty

empty as the wallet that should have been full from my last pay

empty as a laughing mouth

empty as a bottle

from the night before

the lady behind him taps his shoulder

between the bus’ seats

bony fingers surprisingly strong on his shoulder blades

she hands him a sandwich

double wrapped in tinfoil

hard fried pork...