Scar Tissue
I unfolded the washcloth and placed it on my head. Turning towards my son, I handed him a clean... Read More →
Our hands are for good things. Our hands are for kindness. Our hands should never hurt another.
Our hands are for good things. Our hands are for kindness. Our hands should never hurt another. For a... Read More →
It’s my birthday and I’ll cry if I want to.
I looked excitedly in the mirror. Any moment now. I thought to myself. As the clock struck midnight I watched... Read More →
In Defense of Ground Pizza
Yes, I have no intention stopping my kid from eating that piece of pizza currently laying facedown in this... Read More →
Fatherhood Woke Me Up
Feeling my way through the darkness Guided by a beating heart The transition to fatherhood has not been one... Read More →
Survivorman: Seven days in submission hell
As with most writers, I have had to put myself out there at the mercy of sites in hopes... Read More →
Punk Rock Pocket Pussy
As a man, it isn’t fair. We can’t even talk sex without flirting with the line of machismo pervert.... Read More →