A Boy Called Marcello
At the airport, like I always am. Not really. I’m writing this at my parents’ kitchen table in Kent. Ever since I decided to turn the blog into a book, I’ve been trying to think of a good way to … Continue reading
After The Long Dream
I just had the craziest dream. My childhood band moved down to LA, but a worldwide pandemic happened and they all moved back home so I went solo, not long afterwards my song went viral on the same day my … Continue reading
True Modern Romance
Dear Codename: Didi, I thought about you this morning. What are you doing? What are you up to? Where are you living now? I trained with Milo today — played, really — we practiced sit, lay down, roll over, and … Continue reading









