golden flashes

Seven months later, New York City finally feels like home. Lately I’ve felt my attitude shift about this too-much city; the pavement here will always be cracked, but now I …

newtown

it is one thing to be at work digesting the news that twenty children were gunned down in cold blood. twenty babies in a warm classroom, twenty lunchboxes in twenty …

planting fear

Other than animals that move without legs (and here I am thinking specifically of large snakes), I am not afraid of much. It has been just over three months since …

fade away

Yesterday marks three months that I’ve lived in New York City. Three entire months, I cannot believe it. Because this was a long weekend, I took myself to the beach …

day three

there is so much in my head that i don’t know how to get it out. there is so much i want to say but don’t want to write. my …

thirty-six hours

One year ago you could have never told me that I’d be willing to fly standby for the better part of a day to see anyone, much less a baby, …

i was here

More than almost anything else, moving to New York has made me reflect on the moments of my life that seemed unimportant when they happened, but have stayed with me …

only i know

Mercifully I have fallen into a daily routine. After rushing to the train, where I endure dense clouds of strangers’ morning breath and fight bicycles for a space to stand, …

loose ends

“And it’s really very simple, baby.” My mother’s voice rings through the earphones I use when I call her, smooth and wine syrup as usual. “What have I always said? …

lord knows

Two days blinked and became two weeks, and most things foreign turned familiar. I have learned the streets wrapped around my apartment, the recycled smell of the lazily organized dollar store …