You blow through people’s lives like a hurricane, and that’s cool. It’s just “who you are.” Or, one supposes, what… Read more Hope You’ve Sought Therapy Since Making Everyone Else Need It
You blow through people’s lives like a hurricane, and that’s cool. It’s just “who you are.” Or, one supposes, what… Read more Hope You’ve Sought Therapy Since Making Everyone Else Need It
On a clear day, you could see Tunisia. That was what his mother constantly boasted about despite the fact that… Read more The Passing in Pantelleria
The problem, she reckoned, was not her taste. It was everyone else’s lack thereof. They were still hopelessly caught up… Read more The Bursting of the Early Twenties Bubble
He wasn’t even Middle Eastern. Though one supposed Malta could be considered more than a vague part of that sect.… Read more The Falafel Slinger
He’d never imagined he would spend some of his final full year of being alive in Italy. The birthplace of… Read more Pisa ’89
Mr. Invisible had been trying to pay the tab for the past hour. It was his lot in life to… Read more Mr. Invisible Tries to Pay the Tab
Alone on a beach is where she liked to be best. There was something illicit about it in that the… Read more The Crest(fallenness) of a Wave
Cagnes-sur-Mer. It wasn’t necessarily at the top of the list of French Riviera towns compared to, say, Nice, Antibes or… Read more I’m Alone, You’re Alone/I’m OK, You’re Not OK
Like a scene out of Lynch with its wholesome aura giving way to a more sinister subtext, a man sings… Read more Etch a Postcard: “How Dearly I Wish I Was Not Here”
Rembrandt went broke too, you know. Maybe that’s the mark of a real artist. For even though he tried his… Read more The Denial of Rembrandt’s Credit Card