I hope to spend my life doing something good, something big, but in the meanwhile I am happy to entertain a side project. Maybe good starts small. It might be that my (minor) purpose in life was to hang around for a while and teach you how to love recklessly. Teach you how to make... Continue Reading →

Putting on my glasses when they are freshly cleaned The clicky keys of a 90‘s keyboard, specifically the one at the school library search desk Pouring precisely the right amount of sugar for a recipe in one go Beating down freshly proofed bread dough When you walk by me and stop to kiss my shoulder... Continue Reading →

We’re back at F’s apartment. Plans were made to go out for the evening, but we got rained on during the walk back from dinner. Allegedly, he is going to change clothes, and then we will go back out into the night to pretend it isn’t almost past my bedtime. It’s going on midnight, and... Continue Reading →

On Friday night I had a vivid dream that I called my mother on the phone. The sort of dream that seems so real it takes you a few hours after waking to realize it wasn’t. I have had a lot of dreams about her since she died, but never one so real and so... Continue Reading →

Loving you was worth it. Even unrequited.You taught me to adore the dirt, too. To commune with the stars. There was that day by the Donau when it rainedWhen the sky was a wrung-out sponge and the whole path turned to mudYou knew I wanted you to kiss me you knew and you turned to... Continue Reading →

Part One Dear O, Everything I write these days is laced with talk of god, everything is sacred, every word a prayer. I haven’t been to church in forever but I am building cathedrals on the grass most Sundays. I swim until I feel baptized and I gaze into his eyes until I feel like... Continue Reading →