The acrid scent of cigarettes used to make me wrinkle my nose in disgust. But as I traveled through Europe, my feelings towards the smell began to change. In Paris, Rome, and Amsterdam, I still found it repulsive. But by the time I reached London and Ireland, I felt a strange temptation to try itContinue reading “Smoke Gets in Your Eyes”
Category Archives: Non-Fiction
Home and Work
Childhood I find myself back home at 30, nestled in the house where I spent my childhood years. The familiarity of these surroundings offers both comfort and disorientation. While I am grateful for the sanctuary my childhood home provides, I am also aware of the urge to move forward and establish my own independent lifeContinue reading “Home and Work”
First stop: Espresso
I’ve gone through Customs at Charles De Gaulle International Airport. A simple glance and they probably saw a smiling and harmless American, tired after the ten hour flight from Newark. This is the first stamp of many I hope to receive in my passport. I don’t know it yet, but I’ll only receive three stampsContinue reading “First stop: Espresso”
He Thought He Was Good.
Written June 2019 He thought he was a good writer, at one point. He wrote of love and war, though he had never engaged in an armed conflict with any human being. He had also written of alternate realities, dreaming up what life would be like if the Confederates won or a French baker hadContinue reading “He Thought He Was Good.”
No Identity
For a brief moment, no more than three seconds, I forgot who I was. Staring at the chocolate gelato looking waves of the river, my name left me. I was simply a homo sapien looking at water. Purely primal. I didn’t have a name, job, girlfriend, house, debt, hunger, or history. And then it wasContinue reading “No Identity”
Bucci Creates 