I met an optimist at the bar
I want to slip into your mind feel the warmth of neurons singing and learn for myself what makes them dance. I do the next best thing: I buy you…
Category: Moments
Assurance
Written 5/7/12 – I was 23 and living in NYC. My New York City apartment sits like a large man on the fastfood-yellow subway benches, comfortably planted, going nowhere. The green awning…
Writing after Yoga
If I lift my chest high enough and stretch up tall enough I can feel my spine holding me up asking to linger just like the pen in my fingers…
Purchasing (a Memory)
This year I was in a Walgreens on Christmas Day. I bought the press on nails, gold and glittered, because it brought me back to moments I never remember to…
presence.
If I were the wind no one would know where I was but they could see my movement in the soft gossip of leaves the wiggling dance of grass blades…
Keep Your Eyes on the Road (and your sh*t to yourself)
You shout out the window as you drive alongside you lean greedily in followed by lustful eye saying, “but that ass, girl!” across intersection as I push my way through…
bystander
Last night I dreamt of dolphins atop the water’s froth but before I could spark a laugh a woman ran down the beach flip flops flying off bare feet and…
I Don’t Know How to Stay
He looks at me cross tabletop: I see desire in his eyes. ‘Write about us,’ each brown fleck says and I can’t help but oblige. ‘You are a muse,’…
The Day Between 