Meditations
Apr 24, 2023
Essays
I started writing this when I was 19. I had less chill then, was prone to imagining that hardness would allow me to be what I wanted
I recently performed a story I wrote for So Say We All’s show, VAMP.
Jan 4, 2023
Nonfiction
Here’s a link, possibly embed. And if you prefer the written version, that’s
2022.
Aug 8, 2022
Blog
4.3 — A Pile of Dead Selves #blog #life Death and rebirth is the name of the game. Rising, only to fall, only to rise again; life and death
2022.
Aug 8, 2022
Blog
4.1 Time’s Garden #blog #life Time used to be different. We used to make time with the animals and plants. Spring was when daffodils bloomed
Seven Rounds
May 24, 2022
Fiction
By J.M. Perkins ‘Drop him!’ I command, wishing my voice was deeper. The perp does, but then stalks towards me. “Halt!” I say and this
In the Absence
Sep 8, 2021
Fiction
This story originally appeared in Girl at the End of the World Melissa laced her fingers around the cup of coffee, drawing in heat
Earth Day
Sep 8, 2021
Fiction
For thousands of years, we did not understand our purpose. Those were dark times, times when we poisoned the sky and soured the land
The Numinous, Trauma, and What Comes After
Aug 2, 2021
Essays
Imagine you see a UFO. It doesn’t have to be a UFO, but Something that doesn’t fit in your worldview: light(s) in the sky not following all the
En Memento Mori: Life in the Perma-Covid
May 30, 2021
Essays & Blog
Let us begin here, in what is the source of ancient & eternal wisdom: you will die. Unless you pin your hopes on some manner of transhuman excess or
Field Exercise
May 19, 2021
Fiction
“Where’d you go, my little crustacean?” asked the Gimp aloud, senses probing the grimy alley. Of course, in the skin-tight latex wrapped kevlar of
Ignoring the Overlay
May 19, 2021
Fiction
Jenny sat, tapping her fingers to keep from biting her nails. She was having trouble concentrating. She was having trouble being here and now, in
The Taste of Soured Causality
May 19, 2021
Fiction
1. To Ethan, Veronica had never been more beautiful. Across the room, he watched her sip her champagne and laugh as she touched her husband’s arm.
The River
Oct 3, 2020
Blog
Growing up, I spent a fair amount of time white water rafting with my family. We traversed most of the rivers available in California and beyond:
Canyon Crashing
Oct 2, 2020
Blog
I love my city. I don’t love the housing prices. And we have our share of problems: our radical unsustainabilities, our hypocrisies
Fatherhood – 6 Years
Aug 2, 2020
Essays
Let me begin, my daughter thrives (even now) and nothing makes me happier. And while I believe that, today, I don’t have the certainty of that I
Soul Retrieval
Dec 6, 2019
Essays
I grew up in the library. I was -in large part- raised by books… for much of my life I marinated in books, I inhaled them. They were some of my
Lead to Gold
Dec 1, 2019
Fiction
Once upon a time, there lived a poor alchemist. Alchemists are always poor unless they could convince a rich man to pay them for the promise of
Burning Man 2019 - Going it Alone
Nov 3, 2019
Essays & Travel
Note: This piece was heavily edited for a bunch of reasons. If the transition worked, I just cut the bit but you may occasionally see [Redacted]. If
On the Limits of Relationships
Oct 9, 2019
Essays
The ‘Dunbar Number’ is a figure that purports to be able to determine –by looking at primate neo-cortex proportions- how large a particular
La Jolla Fog
Oct 5, 2019
Blog
The La Jolla fog swept in on a bright October day. San Diego early autumns are tricky; they can be the hottest time for the city a brutal second
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