Yesterday morning I was awakened by yelling and brazen threats coming from the mouth of my elderly neighbor. We’ll call him George. George has a habit of picking fights with homeless men and women who – every so often – will come around to sift through the dumpsters for cans and food. Now before we […]Read More De-Escalating an Early Morning Fight
Driving through Topanga Canyon, and then onto Mulholland Drive, I could see why the area had become infamous for the subtly terrifying and the unreal. The place was gorgeous. If I could see a sunset everyday, as dazzling and disorienting as the one I had seen while driving along the switchbacks heading down into the […]Read More Free-Write: Interview in the Valley
A couple days ago, Alex and I decided we needed a change of scenery and drove up the Pacific Coast Highway, landing somewhere between the Will Rogers State Beach and Malibu. What followed was a bunch of fun shenanigans in which I said hello to and presumably made friends with an octopus, found and rescued […]Read More Beach Trip: Exploring the Shoreline!
…I was clay with eyes only to observe, no voice, moving on a conveyor belt through a crumbling factory with the word “prestigious” written on it in blue graffiti…Read More To Mourn A Dying Dream