Mordechai Stone

Contempt never breeds with familiarity

Small Life

Since I moved back to California in 2007 I have attempted to make my life manageable. I followed a formula. I cut expenses to the bone. I quit spending money on entertainment; no movies, no books, no dining out. I quit dating. I bought a disposable car. I rented a cheap one room apartment. And I did all of this in the name of art. I reasoned that it would […]

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The Choice

Another day. Another God forsaken, fucked up day that begins with me opening my eyes followed immediately by THE CHOICE. FUCK. Will I write? Or will I do nothing. I agonize in bed, the covers pulled tightly over my head. Maybe if my life was full, if I had a job that ate up the majority of my day and a relationship, with a sweet, young thing, that took up […]

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