Dear Stupid Ass Neighbors,
A letter my neighbors will never read. About gossip, corruption, and the survival logic that outlives the war that made it. Turns out it sounds familiar.
Not the Captain
I took the council seat. I'm not taking the presidency too. On refusing to captain a ship full of people who'd rather go down with it.
You Are The Walrus
A lech at the neighborhood gate, an unwanted embrace, and the exact moment two versions of myself, one starving for validation and one that knows better, went to war.
Independently Minding My Own Business
A Guatemala-based expat's take on a mother's newly performative American patriotism, and the phone call that proved it.
No Shit Sherlock: Sick of the Bullshit
Sick, sleepless, and being lectured about boundaries by the person who broke them first. The No Shit Sherlock Award is back, and this one's personal.
