My idea of recklessness has gone downhill – recklessly

Today I am switching tenses in a story and I feel brave, daring, and reckless as I drag my characters, screaming, out of the past and into the present. So you can see what has become of me, motherfuckers, me who used to say yes! to everything, cross my fingers as a preventative measure, fall in love and never fall out

Yoga for Bourbon

That’s a spellcheck dig. It’s supposed to say Yoga for Beginners because although I have performed the downward dog once or twice, it was either over a porcelain bus or someone*, rather than a yoga mat as per you

Enter June

It’s windy and cool and blue and green and we’re all woke right the fuck up and trying to swallow what happened to George Floyd