On the Gentle Art #4

My first day on a Jiu Jitsu mat nearly two years ago reminded me of my fifth week of Marine Corps boot camp on Parris Island, the week that I had been dreading since my mom signed my enlistment papers (I was 17 when I signed the contract). The fifth week back then was Swim …

Continue reading On the Gentle Art #4


The Furies – Serial #4

He'd been working too much lately. Yeah that was it. That was the reason that he couldn't sleep anymore. The phones rang all day everyday. He'd become numb to them. That helped. Ten years in the call center did that, but even that last bastion had been relentlessly eroded by the din of the rings. …

Continue reading The Furies – Serial #4