The Janitor

Every 11 pm, when I leave the law library, I pass through an adjacent building that is typically vacant by this time of night. Typically, there is nobody there, except for the elderly janitor. He’s about 50-ish and he’s Latino – from Mexico or Central America from the accent I heard from him when he [...]

The Hand of God is Upon Me

It dawned on me slow yet strongly
The thought and longing – the hand of God is upon me.
Despite the wrongs that I spawn, seeds
That grow into scrawny long green weeds
The hand of God is upon me.
It moves me along like a rook or a pawn
Or a knight or a king, in dreams and in songs.
Despite [...]

My “One” Wristband Broke

Yea, that’s it. My “One” wristband broke. I had been wearing it for about a year straight – almost never taking it off. And I was playing with it today and it broke. I’m sad.
But I’ve got a strong feeling that it means something. That’s it’s symbolic of something I should be concerned about. I [...]