(#11) Camping

Our tent

So I went camping this past weekend. Turns out, I don’t think I’ve been camping before quite like this. I mean, yeah sure, I went camping at Salmon Falls in Buxton, Maine back in the day when I was straight and hanging out with the other counselors I worked with at the Jewish Day Camp, […]

On lifelong birthmarks & such

I first heard this phrase drop from the mouth of one of the servers at Beast over our dinner shift one night. Portwine glaze, it was describing chicken or perhaps lamb or something. All I remember is seeing imagery of deep purple birthmarks dancing along faces, around necks, and in my case, dripping down legs. […]