I remember Toy Story on Ice. I remember the dollar store, and games on floppy disk, and toy guns that broke within the day. I remember accidents. I remember warheads, and Pokémon trades, and pizza lunchables. I remember Doom. I remember snow days, and Wolverine’s blades, and hot wheels cars that went vroom. I remember recess. I remember box tops, and baby bottle pops, and … Continue reading I REMEMBER


Sam Jackson stood patiently in the clinically oppressive elevator, his livelihood about to be decided by what someone else thought of his life experience boiled down to a sheet of paper. He wondered how long it would take to be brought up. It. The elephant in the room. His name. Sam practiced his laugh in the mirror, hoping beyond hope that his disdain wouldn’t come … Continue reading THE INTERVIEW