Category: Nonfiction

Missing Gilgamesh

What is this? A writing that isn’t sappy and teenager in its emotional immaturity? Alas, I have found something to write about aside from my emotional stunting. But don’t worry, I’m sure I’ll be back at it by tomorrow. I saw a friend asking… Continue Reading “Missing Gilgamesh”

Holding a Heart

What they don’t tell you about holding someone’s heart is you end up with blood all over your hands, the blood of the person you love the most. And there is nothing you can do to stop that. All you can do is try… Continue Reading “Holding a Heart”

Women Break My Heart and Nose

I was six. It was snowing, my parents were buying plane tickets in a time where you had to go to the airport in order to make the purchase. We didn’t have internet back then. It was snowing and I went to a friend’s… Continue Reading “Women Break My Heart and Nose”

Grandpa’s Pipe and Memories

I’m not editing tonight. I’m exhausted, there were some good memories shared tonight, and I even got to take part in a strange part of history that I never thought I would. Long ago this pipe belonged to a man that meant a lot… Continue Reading “Grandpa’s Pipe and Memories”

A Writer’s Ego

I’m a horrible, narcissistic, egotistical human being. I think people care about my experiences and what I have created. I feel I am gifting people with insight when I write. Now, there are numerous times, especially lately, where really I’m writing for my own… Continue Reading “A Writer’s Ego”

Brave

An aside: as I take care of my uncle and aunt’s pets, I’ve had a realization: I have lost my touch. Slowly I lose my admiratn for these creatures as they poop on the carpet despite being let out. The cat went into full… Continue Reading “Brave”