Tell Me on a Friday #5: I Give You Sexy Corn
Hi-ho readers, This is kind of a short one but I will tell you that I saw Mean Girls on Broadway last night and it was the most fun I’ve had in a long time at a musical. Or concert, or show, or anything. Goofy and laugh out loud funny, and catchy to the point of distress. […]
Tell Me on a Friday #4: Bad Winter
Hi-ho readers, If you know me well, you know that I could always sleep just “five more minutes,” which then turns into two more hours. But what is that feeling? One of my favorite newsletters, What’s the Difference?, recently explored the differences between sleepiness, fatigue, tiredness, and exhaustion. I’m not sure which I’m landing on this […]
Tell Me on a Friday #3: Chrimbo Limbo
Hi-ho readers, I’m coming at you live from my last day off of this incredibly long holiday break. I’m doing some work that I was not very good about keeping up with last week, but in my defense, I was very busy sleeping 18 hours a day at my parents’ house. Places to Go, People […]
Tell Me on a Friday #2: Get on Your Feet, It’s the Holidays!
Hi-ho readers, I got paid, so it’s time for another edition of Tell Me on a Friday! Places to Go, People to See I have eaten at a few restaurants that are new to me over the past two weeks, including Rio Kitchen and Wine in Crown Heights (highly recommend for a mellow Saturday brunch) and Nom Wah […]
Tell Me On a Friday #1: Many Happy Returns
Hi-ho readers, A long time ago (five years ago), in a galaxy far, far away (the United Kingdom), I wrote a weekly newsletter while I studied abroad in London. I’m glad I wrote that frequently; it served as a public diary for a time during which I was worried I’d forget details. Now it seems overly ambitious. […]
Same Train
searching for a word then reading it over and over renders it a mistake. how many letters could possibly be in yellow? I’m used to feeling wrong; choked with sadness or greed, not these junctions: terror meets delight okay meets better— learning to want to miss you, instead of just missing. that which kisses remains […]
Patience
a blind dog in the wildis a dead one1 which isthe first thing to understand but the house where daysare spent with the radiois barely a hazard both science and craftare required to learnthe edges of the furniture guided by voices orleft alone one findsa different kind of light
Faith
I am not particularly wise. blueberry fool in a borrowed yard, fingers knuckled in the ground, in a place only mottled birds care to worm their way through the world. Cindy implies that the point is to make your work invisible; the best mending is unseen to an untrained eye although anyone worth their salt […]
Amateur
while I’ve been working to trick myself into tasting sugar in what I can’t stomach, you’ve been training yourself on lights out west that you can’t quite see. look at me—letting the spiral down gently, apocalypse no longer on my terms. milk is slow to sour, silently living in opacity, until someone thinks to open […]
Venus in Aries
on my life I thought I’d never call someone baby or ever want to, whether sexy admonition or tucking hair behind ears. it felt like hunger that wasn’t mine. but, I shadowboxed your way into every song and we took pictures with our faces touching, then baby, I waltzed in my own head, both the […]