Inside my dream, a dream. A cat sunning itself in the bay window. A small party. Silk, satin, some other materials. There are strangers who have loved me. There are lovers who have left me. I have written tirelessly about both. Fast traffic. Wet snow. The sound of acrylic nails tapping on a wooden bar-top … Continue reading Listen, I Need To Tell You Something
Trash Day is always an accomplishment: I lug those full, stinking cans to the curb like I’m walking down the red carpet in an underfunded coronation for conquering another week, having spent the last seven days alternating between washing dishes and disarming intercontinental ballistic missiles buried beneath my home state: It was Monday I was … Continue reading The Disarmament
FRANKLIN, Tennessee, is a long way from Denver, but Bodie was determined to get there by nightfall by plane, by bus, by train. He had no tickets, no plan other than a prearranged meeting with his father made several weeks ago over the phone. It was the first time they had spoken in months, and … Continue reading East, South, Acceptance
THE BROWNINGS never felt quite right in the company of the Happars, who made no effort to hide their superior financial stability, the overwhelming success of their adult children (John, a prominent Wall Street broker, and Emily, a renowned cosmetic dentist) compared to the childless Brownings, and their overall happiness with each other in contrast … Continue reading Abracadabra
Flipping between Leno and Letterman, ironing his shirts in his boxers by the glow of far-away soundstages, periodically walking a few feet from the board to the bed to close my eyes with his hand and tell me there’s a hundred bricks all over my body – Your arms are feeling verrrry heavy and suddenly … Continue reading My Father’s Late Nights