Beard Poster by Michael Buchino of the Beard Revue. Sometimes, just when I think I’m used to it being gone, I feel my beard tingle and tickle, happiness in a fuzzy guise. But when I reach up to stroke it, it suddenly become clear: my beard is gone. I could regrow it, let the wilderness [...] Read more »
For the last month and a half, I’ve been suffering from a guilt complex that manifests itself as writer’s block. I should be used to guilt complexes, given my Jewish roots, but for some reason this is different. Though I take time daily to search for jobs, even if its only a half-hour, whenever I [...] Read more »
“Hi, my name is Vladimir and I’m an addict.” “Hi Vladimir,” they chorused. A few of them mumbled, either because they couldn’t quite understand the name under my slight accent or because they simply couldn’t pronounce it through the chattering teeth of withdrawal. I scratched my leg nervously, the cup of coffee jittering in my [...] Read more »
(Image by Dan Winters) I was on Cloud 9 when I met you. It was incredible. Here we were in the stratosphere, so close your breath felt like a perfect breeze on my ear. I knew right then I was destined to fall for you. It started slowly at first, but how quickly it accelerated. [...] Read more »