The new Mr.
I'm back in "the real world" as of Tuesday night.
Kasia Nikhamina
Daylight savings
More of a postcard than a letter this week
Rock, paper, teeth
It took two weeks to make the studio mine
Choose the bigger life
"Child, where do you traipse about in the night?"
Letter from away
Sunset in Amherst, VA, today is twenty-four minutes later than in Bloomfield, NJ.
Whistle
Haircut panic.
Muster Point
Say less.
Fern (do over)
This storm is named Fern. A cat named Fern scratched Ilya once.
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Bobina doesn't get paper cuts, or eat too many raisins (or any raisins at all), and she does not count the years or minutes or steps. She looks cute always, and never deletes later. And when the stuk-stuk-stuk of men putting in a new roof for the neighbors
Trees dam the night
We're driving home on Route 3 in Jersey. "Did you see the car without lights?" "No, where." "Exactly." You knew that car was there, you tell me, because of how the cars around it were moving. Albedo, you tell me, is the
A runner can be a rug
Sometimes I feel like a pioneer woman,
