"…something like the supervisor of an entire team of political agents…"
I’m the victim of a collateral love experience. The love that tears through the space around, tries to connect and disassemble people sitting around and behind me. I’m caught in the love bomb. Irradiated. Stabbed with shards with melodies that tear into my shoulder, my back, my knees. The walls buckle as the wave bounces. … Read more
It might be that my exterior melted a bit last year that it’s shinier now, more like fiberglass, which I hadn’t noticed to be honest until just last week. That it’s a little more weather resistant, which is nice. More sun proofed. Akin to the skin of a sailboat — a sunfish sailboat like the … Read more
I like to make fried eggs — I like the experience, putting a little chilli on them, putting the cover on to cook them top down. I like flipping them and I like not flipping them. I find the whole thing much more pleasing than scrambling eggs, but don’t get me wrong. I also like … Read more
What just happened: Some sections are easier to relate to than others. And then there was this week’s parsha. Two years ago there wouldn’t have been much to work with here. This year it read like a practical and super relevant how-to guide for people learning to live together, when living together means living with … Read more
I want to clank my fist against the armor they’re constructing inside me. Rattle the scaffolding just enough to let them know I know there are laborers hammering away at this shiny new space suit they’re building inside me I can feel them hammering with their tiny hammers. My skin can feel them all so … Read more
What just happened: This was a big one — the laws of kashrut (aka how to be kosher), including surprising news about bunnies and bats! Of possible note: The gestures, the rituals, the blood, the burning — I had never thought of it this way before, but today it really struck me how much these … Read more
In Generic World you go to local Hospital, and they say: “Welcome to Hospital,” and you can feel that capital letter, like they extra-mean it. You have a problem with one of your organs, and they say: “Organ Problem!” And you nod your head. “Let’s get that taken care of,” they say with Teeth. Doctor … Read more
He gave me back my hard drives today by the pond by the geese by the free-range 3-year-olds who don’t even know what “pandemic” means. By their moms who don’t trust the geese, don’t trust the two old(er) guys at the picnic table with matching gray streaked beards handing a box between them. Wordless very … Read more
We’re out in the morning driving down 8th street after the rain looking for coffee in a favorite neighborhood trying to figure out if this store or that cafe made it through the night. I’m expecting to see palm fronds in the street sandy-colored mutts running at an angle cars and cans tipped over telling … Read more