Only Forward
We’d sit on the floor at Twice Sold Tales, flipping through Kafka, laughing at Ayn Rand like it was an … Continue reading Only Forward
We’d sit on the floor at Twice Sold Tales, flipping through Kafka, laughing at Ayn Rand like it was an … Continue reading Only Forward
Your soul is lodged in my throat,as I drive through memorieslittered on Seattle streets. Sun-bleached and threadbarelike my favorite shirt—familiar, … Continue reading Seventeen Junes
Almost a month to the day Judith Denes passed away. She was Emily’s grandmother and meant a good deal to … Continue reading Wrapped in Obituaries
I am watching Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind, missing Priscilla Moura Freitas, who was my love and best friend … Continue reading Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Tattoo