Essays

A comics vision of our reaction to space junk in the form of a robot for March of Robots 2024.

A small comic for every hour I was awake.

Keep moving forward, and keep looking up!
Until …

You know that field you cross on your way to somewhere else? Be careful. My spooky tale for 24 Hour Comics Day 2023.

A once-a-year and, probably, once-in-a-lifetime feat of drawing one’s day, hour by hour.

A tale of being cozy inside while Labradors roam OUT THERE.

Be careful who you f*ck with on a beautiful spring day in the East Village. A creepy tale for October.

When you’re gay married, no one person does the “dirty work.” I catch and release the spiders. I don’t do crawl spaces.

Twenty-four terrible haiku about our very best friends.

A starling got into the house. Spoiler alert, she didn’t poop on “Laura Dean Keeps Breaking Up With Me.”

Losing our north star of security, but surviving zero gravity in those first few months of COVID in Brooklyn, NY.

A meditation on house plants that somehow branched out to yoga bros. You will stare at the hydrangeas.

When your homemade soup has no flavor, sometimes the only thing to do is add soup. Thank goodness for ramen noodles.

Our neighbor, a music teacher, moved away and left a piano on the curb. You won’t believe what happens next.