I’m not entirely sure what I could say about the year that hasn’t been said. That we received several decades in the span of eight months. That the year still has a fourth left. That every day is the same. That a return to normalcy seems like a lifetime away. This unyielding asshole, nadir of…

When did life get so complicated? Cliché, also maybe a little hollow coming from a kid, but true. Seriously, it seems like the days you could just idle and relax after work don’t just belong to a bygone era — they were just always a figment of our imagination. I’d watch that movie. We live…

Eat freelyEnjoy the bountyEvery tree in viewBut one A single biteCan shake the sleepAwake my loveOr don’t Eve chews eagerlyThese colors, too vividDon’t panic at the partySimply close your eyes A gutsy soul consumesYears following the firstContinue on unwittinglyNo satiated thirst The third samples guardedlyEyes glaze, pupils recedePsychotic laughter rapturousTo cope and fill a cavity…