The First Time I Took Acid
I was about fourteen and still in eighth grade in Ocean City, NJ, the first time I took acid. What started with a small gold-star tab became a summer of LSD, strange nights, and experiences I still remember decades later.
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The Fire I Didn’t Forget
A childhood fire took my brother Brian and left behind memories I carried for years. My mother was burned trying to reach him, while I was left with fragments of that night and a recurring dream that made me question what I remembered. The Fire I Didn’t Forget is about loss, memory, childhood guilt, and eventually finding peace.
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The Three-Day Bus Ride Home: Our Long Distance Relationship Story
Kendra left Ocean City for Arizona, and I thought our relationship was over. Then came a birthday phone call, a three-day bus ride, and a reunion I’ll never forget.
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The Night Voltaco’s Got Robbed
I was standing in the alley behind Voltaco’s when I watched a stranger drive away in Joe’s truck, staring directly at me. Seconds later, Joe came running out and told me a man had put a shotgun in his face. One ordinary closing night in Ocean City had suddenly become a story I’d never forget.
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How I Accidentally Bought My Wife Cow Ghee
One innocent trip through Google Maps somehow turned into ancient petroglyphs, an Indian fort, restaurant menus, and eventually cow ghee arriving at my house. A completely normal journey through the internet—or at least normal for me.