balloon huntingThe college boys did it last Saturday night, driving down 9G looking for something to do. Sure, it was a wedding they crashed, taking a…Sep 17, 2022Sep 17, 2022
how to make your own weatherJim steps into the bakery kitchen, measures powdered sugar, butter, sets the mixer on high. Down the street, a busker is packing up his…Aug 17, 2022Aug 17, 2022
notes from the observatory (part 2)Once, everything you needed fit into a purse the color of your grandmother’s caramels. Inside, a thin wallet with a single dollar bill and…Jul 16, 2022Jul 16, 2022
first linesSometimes, when my eyes fall to the kitchen table or the foot of the bed or the shelf above my desk, it feels like everything’s a few…Jun 23, 2022Jun 23, 2022
little worldsIn her kitchen, Gloria pours us each a cup of coffee, asks if I want anything in mine. Cream, sugar — the usual. I resist the urge to…May 26, 2022May 26, 2022
naming the silencesThe pause at the edge of the water at sunrise, before the birds lift off. An open door when the rain stops, its loamy perfume in the air…Apr 14, 2022Apr 14, 2022
the postman delivers grapefruitfrom Liz’s friend in Arizona. They’re the size of softballs from 8th grade gym class that year I kept missing on my swing, a little too…Apr 7, 2022Apr 7, 2022
let gladness be a mantrayou draw to your shoulders as the dentist reaches for the drill. Let a small, giddy flush erupt at the sight of the long line for the…Mar 30, 2022Mar 30, 2022
brawn / mulch / tryst / voiceIn the mornings, I pretend to find solutions for things beyond my control, twirling the alphabet like a roulette wheel until certain words…Mar 4, 2022Mar 4, 2022
