This is part of a series on my nomadic life following my divorce. Aside from the introduction, they can be read in any order. The wind whipped my hair, slathering it around my skull. I was standing … Read more

This is part of a series on my nomadic life following my divorce. Aside from the introduction, they can be read in any order. Blood spurted from my ring finger. A chunk of flesh was missing, scooped … Read more

After the fallout from my divorce, I was not able to afford an apartment for almost the entirety of 2023. Instead, I spent nine months couch surfing, living entirely out of a small, overstuffed … Read more