Of all the shitass places he could be sick, a hotel in Idaho was last on his list.
Kayce looked around his bedroom for what felt like the millionth time and took inventory of his temporary prison. The walls were taupe, the floors were a beige carpet and the ceiling…
The Red Knight gazed… STOP
The Red Knight prepared for his final battle against CALAMITY….STOP
Who the fuck am I kidding… I can’t write anything worth a damn in these circumstances. I can’t focus anymore. The cotton in my ears feels like they’ve burned holes into my skull so deep…
For almost the entirety of my life, I’ve been able to enjoy a lot of things in life because of that fact.
I’ve been allowed to listen to loud music in my car with the windows rolled down.
I’ve been able to buy and sell cigarettes,
In this edition of The Middle, an essay on family and the exchange of ideas.
I remember sitting in the car with my dad when I was younger, going to and from football practice, and listening to a man on the radio talk about politics. At that time, I couldn’t…
No one wants to glamorize the terror plots, attacks, mass shootings and killings in the U.S.
No one wants to inspire the next terror attacker, shooter, murderer.
No one wants to cause these atrocious events.
When we look at past events and what we know now from the various…
In this edition of The Middle, how a county jail in Ohio is rated one of the worst prisons in the United States.
Most of the time I consider myself a movie buff.