I was walking down Market St., dodging the piles of shit, some whole like a brown whipped cream topping, some smeared across the...

I sat down once with Nora Bayes to have a conversation and this is what she told me. It was 1920. She was 40, the age I am now. The war...

I can tell you two things that I know about this young person named Syn. First is that they have piss-poor game. They don’t dye their...

I was riding on the bus along Divisadero St, 7:30am, watching the early morning sun cast mottled light against the passing houses. The...

It started with a lie. Rather, it started with a dispute, which required a lie to win. We were kids. It was the 1980’s. It was in the...

Gerard von Besius woke in a cold sweat. The smart lights were timed to his bio-rythms, so as soon as he jolted awake, the far wall of his...

Once there was a row of houses, all one level, with big bay windows facing the south. All the neighbors had equal access to the beautiful...

When I was living in Faribault, MN a couple years ago, I knew some young locals from a vintage movie theater I used to go to once in...

And What You Can Do About It One sunny day long ago, I was walking without direction on Grand Ave in Saint Paul by the bars and the...

I learned the hard way Yesterday I went to eat Thai green curry with a friend of mine at a little restaurant at the base of Nob Hill on...