Tonight, for the first time in twelve years, I spent a night in this house without air conditioning. In a shower of sparks behind thin metal casing, some faulty capacitor finally blew, stranding me in a humid house. So…
Lately, I have been consumed with the feeling that everything is as it is supposed to be. And I’ve been keeping track of each day: with flashes of light and digital lenses, with size 8 verdana, with platefuls and shot …
If there was a theme for this year, it would be fragility. The clumsy grip we have on this life has never seemed so indiscriminate, so chance; so delicate. The flimsy bubble of “that couldn’t happen to me” has suddenl…
When all the fireflies are sparkling across the suburban lawns and glowing in tune with the faded, hazy remains of a sunken sun, my eyes are glazing over. And the smoke mixes with words and tumbles out of my mouth into …
