My first kiss took place in the Botanical Gardens of City Park, during Christmas time, surrounded by a galaxy of twinkling lights and my ow...

Chasing Austin - Part III It’s just after midnight and the amateur strip contest is finally underway. The first guy looks like Ben ...

Chasing Austin - Part I I’m scanning the black marker board behind the bar because I need to look at something besides gay Mexicans, and ...

The entire house smells like shrimp creole, which is great because I love shrimp creole. Mom calls my name from downstairs, so I climb o...

Sometimes, the notes I take in my phone are way more interesting than any piece of writing that I might labor over. The following is a selec...

In the beginning, there was me without you. Then you. Then the two of us. After that, there was me without you again. And then him, and th...