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Naked Belief

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Essays

The bikini

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I remember the first time I felt fat. I was 7 years old, and so excited to spend the day at the pool. I...

A long ugly story

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Sometime in the fall of 1979 I got a phone call from a friend of my older brother. He wanted to know if I...

The hidden path

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I called a good friend heartless this year. Who have I become? I’ve always prided myself on being a rational, reasonable person. I don’t offend...

A portrait of the small town as a young man

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I turned off my phone and put it in my desk. I quit Facebook, and closed my email accounts. I deleted my LinkedIn profile,...

In defense of burning books and abalone

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Some books should be burned. At least one book should be burned. That book should be Ulysses. THE WRONG MOLLUSK I was at the Kapi’olani Farmers...

The quick and the dead

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I was 16 years old when my father asked me if I wanted to be a hero. The year was 1999, ’round about late April, and Dad...

A masochist’s love letter

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I love telling the story of my wisdom teeth. Anytime someone mentions a tooth extraction or dentistry mishap, I weasel my experience into the ring...

The ones we let in

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I’m not a pet person. It’s not that I don’t like animals. Like people, it just takes me time to warm up to them,...

The garden

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I sat on a wooden stool in my garden one mid-September evening enraptured by an orchestra of crickets. They sounded louder this year, like...

Boulder Weekly’s 6th annual essay issue

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Welcome to Boulder Weekly's 6th annual essay Issue. Please use the following links to connect to all the essays in this years publication: The ones...

Swimming with whale sharks

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I’ve been riding my bike a lot, and we had tens of thousands of cycling miles between us, but I haven’t had the feeling...

Just a Dawdream

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Bar 40 is assaulting my will to live. I’ve spent two hours clawing away at this brief descending figure in fifths, trying to harmonize and...