Fictional non-fiction, circa my college days.
I met a man who had some stuff to say.
An essay about my mom's illness
Life is hard, man.
Fuck this guy.
I played Iago in a school play once which has nothing to do with Hillary Clinton. Or does it.
I went to see a play. And I wrote about it.
My review of a politically themed Art exhibit at Brooklyn Museum.
One of my favorite movies feels as timely as ever.
People should give a shit about the census.