Because of my eccentricities (including a mental illness or two) I’ll never be a reliable narrative when it comes to the world of ghosts and aliens. However, my bedroom is haunted. I hear music playing in it all the time and when I leave the room to see if it’s a neighbor blasting their jams,…

I woke up, biked 20 miles on my stationary bike, listened to a youtube video of Sharon Olds and then wrote. I’m writing about my past, and admittedly it’s a little dark. So dark, in fact, it sent me into a major funk where all I wanted to do was watch Hallmark movies. A simple…