The Complex – Chapter I: The Night Shift

Six months had passed since he had accepted the job, a part-time position working nights. The apartment complex where the job was located was one of those relics erected at the height of suburban sprawl, resting on an isolated campus amidst freeways and thoroughfares like a mid-Atlantic island, catering solely to the automobile crowd. There…Read more The Complex – Chapter I: The Night Shift

In Defense of Detroit or How I Learned to Stop Listening and Enjoy the City

During the waning days of summer, as the perennial war-mongering began,  I decided to take a vacation. I didn't hop on a plane, hellbent on sipping a daiquiri (although I love them) in Cabo. I didn't stuff myself full of chimichangas at an all-inclusive resort in Mazatlan. No, I wanted something more relaxing, more luxurious.…Read more In Defense of Detroit or How I Learned to Stop Listening and Enjoy the City