Small True ThingsMy modest wish is to be remembered. It is the wish of all of us.Feb 15, 2016Feb 15, 2016
Published inHuman PartsThe Eternal Polishing of the SelfOn Throwing Out Old Clothes and Old SelvesJun 2, 2015Jun 2, 2015
My AughtsI deboned myself. My favorite color of frosting was red, yellow, orange. Security won’t save you. The Aughts taught me this.Jan 31, 2015Jan 31, 2015
I Went To The Desert and It Rained, and It Rained, and It RainedWe chased a storm across Arizona and into New Mexico. Lightning on all sides as we entered Albuquerque.Jan 30, 2015Jan 30, 2015