Staying Sane in Corona Times
It must’ve happened over a thousand times before Coronavirus. I was the victim of some ghosting and a little too much “left-on-seen” by average people… Read More »Staying Sane in Corona Times
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It must’ve happened over a thousand times before Coronavirus. I was the victim of some ghosting and a little too much “left-on-seen” by average people… Read More »Staying Sane in Corona Times
The car smelled like bad news as soon as I stepped in. I would credit my intuition, but it was more like something I’ve learned… Read More »Somebody Rev Up His Engine
“Here’s to a fun night!” she raises her glass. But the only thing he raises in response is an eyebrow. Studying the bottle now planted… Read More »Tales of a Friendzoned Night of Champagne
For my short stories, please visit Books Once upon a time, I signed up for a foreign program to become a language teacher assistant. The… Read More »The Art Teacher Who Couldn’t Draw – Excerpt
Like every year, we do a little reflection on the year that just went by. But like no other year, that I know of, this… Read More »2020 Resentment and Gratitude
To check out my latest books, please go here: Books “Go talk to him!” I gulped. I hadn’t had enough tequila to even consider such… Read More »Shame In My Game
Have we collectively become more sleep-deprived these past few months or is it just still us, the usual suspects — the insomniacs, the night owls,… Read More »Drowsy Notes and Sleepless Nights
Maybe we can get together tonight or sometime this weekend? That’s not a text you send to a woman you claim to be in love… Read More »When He Wants Out – Excerpt
Have you ever just felt really out of place at some place at some point in your life? I wrote this down on my notepad… Read More »Out of My Comfort Zone
They’d probably tell on me, but I wonder which rumors they’d choose to spread. Would it be the story of how much I procrastinate; how… Read More »If My Walls Could Talk
After a walk on empty streets, I took a little break to appreciate the blue sky and breathe in the warm Miami air. I sat… Read More »Worse than the Virus
You’re never too old to be unable to identify feelings, are you? You’re never too old to feel again the things that once felt new,… Read More »Mutual