NUUSA White House

We can’t envy our way into a better country, a better life, or a better partner. That path always ends in collapse.Continue Reading

Become the Democracy You Are Not Family Enough

He crossed seventy feet and died—erased by the Citadel for wanting stew. But Silvia fed him anyway, setting a milk crate table with Berkeley Pier chowder and love. In seventy feet, he lost his name and found his family.Continue Reading

Vacuuming the Beach This is the Way

OUTRAGED! Been trying that. The machine grinds on. Marched, posted, and branded. Plus ca change plus ce la meme chose. We demanded removal, reckoning, to engender utopia. And then we went home. The institutions remained and the algorithms adapted.
The regular rhythm endures. Sunrise, sunset, mewling babe to fading elder. A vacuum hums while the kittens sleep. This is the Way.Continue Reading

Damian's Camp Serenity Disrupted

Damian knelt outside his tent, flicking the butane stove to life. “Want it hot?” he asked, holding out the pouch. Inger didn’t answer. She snatched the pho from his hand, tore the seal with her teeth. The scent of dried shiitake and star anise hit the air. She sat cross-legged, chewing—no spoon, no water, no ceremony. He watched, unsure if he’d just been insulted or initiated.Continue Reading