Roll Denver

It’s not every day you get to see Daenerys of the House Targaryen, the First of Her Name, Mother of Dragons roller skate by drinking from a sippy cup. But at the Exdo Center next toTracks in the RiNo district that’s exactly what you’ll see. Roll Denver is a monthly themed roller skating party happening... Continue Reading →

Running for What?

Running is like getting fucked by an ugly guy. At first you do it because you know you haven’t gotten laid in a while and it’s time to accept you need a good fucking, even if it’s a less than optimal choice. Then, after a while when you stop thinking about it so goddam much... Continue Reading →

Dying’s Not The Done

Give me it all I'm taking it all the nights of worry and days of pain I'm giving 'em all away. My ventricles wacky-waving-inflatable-arm-flailing-tubeman and my hands crafting a cherry wood heart for you my dear dear friend. There's a guitar string stuck sideways in me. Pluck it and I'll vibrate my eyes out for you... Continue Reading →

What He Knew; Or The Learned Astronomer

There’s summer grain in the field for feed Cows lowing in the pasture. A young boy, red cheeked, sprinting, rushes on ever faster. The sun is high the mountains tall the people all so nice. They’re speaking in their native tongue of gossip, gods, and spice. The little village squats beside the ever flowing stream.... Continue Reading →

10 things 10 months in the Peace Corps taught me

Keeping up with Kyrgyz

1. You’re feelings are valid.
People have real struggles all over the world. But just because there are people in the world who are sadder than you, doesn’t mean you can’t be sad. It’s okay to be frustrated when your boss is unavailable, even if it happens all the time. It’s okay to be sad when you’re dog runs away, even if you knew it was going to happen. Just because there are people in the world who have harder struggles, doesn’t mean you’re struggles aren’t hard for YOU.

2. Care less about what other people think of you.
People are going to judge you no matter what you do. You can apologize, you can change. And sometimes, people will still continue to believe whatever they want to. So what. Develop a tough skin and shake it off. Learn how to give fewer sh*ts. Be true to yourself and love…

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On Writing

I just finished my journal. It took me a full year. It feels good knowing that I’ve filled it with an entire year’s worth of recollections. It feels good being able to heft it in my hands, flip through the pages and here them whisper to me. A part of me bemoans my pace: An... Continue Reading →

Zola

Apple pie a la mode. Autumn day apple cider tartness on your tongue brisk biting air with a hint of rot as the leaves pile up bright as anything ever was bright. Finishing a long assignment for a class you don’t particularly enjoy. Going to class completely unprepared, then waking up to waves of giddy... Continue Reading →

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