Midnight Without Sunglasses (after Frank O’Hara)

It's March and you can't find your sunglasses, but it doesn't matter because the sun isn't shining. It's midnight and you're awake and you don't know why, but the moon is out and smiling and the street lights are on and it all makes you wish you had your sunglasses. Frozen in time, the world … Continue reading Midnight Without Sunglasses (after Frank O’Hara)

The Devil Inside Me (a short story)

It's been a long time since I felt completely whole, ya know. Like, I wake up in the morning and I make coffee and I smoke cigarettes, and the rest of the day I yearn for that ritual - that simple doing of something that makes complete sense to me. I dunno. It's bland to … Continue reading The Devil Inside Me (a short story)

Top O’ The Mornin’ To Ya (a short story)

"Yellow is my opposite color," she said through the bit of sleep still entangling her. I laughed for a moment and asked her what she meant, but consciousness wasn't around her enough for her to hear me. "And what about blue?" I asked through smiling teeth. Her eyes opened and looked at me before she … Continue reading Top O’ The Mornin’ To Ya (a short story)

a college admissions essay i didn’t need to submit

My name is Michael McGuire. I am a 30-year-old songwriter, poet, and author. This is the brief story of why I have yet to graduate from college. To start with childhood, I spent most of my time alone, listening to baseball games on the radio, reading or playing guitar in my bedroom. I was a … Continue reading a college admissions essay i didn’t need to submit

The Interaction (a very short story)

It is October 2017. New York City. The Borough of Queens. I'm on a stone path which leads to the train station, the Long Island Railroad. I'm smoking a cigarette. A man approaches. "Money. Give it to me." He says. I look up and I see his eyes, narrowed yet wide and unhinged. "Brother, I've … Continue reading The Interaction (a very short story)