The Brand New Place

I live here, now, in this tiny room I share with another person. Here in this brownstone on a tree-lined street, tight-roping between Boston and Brookline. I live here on the third floor of this old and narrow place, stocked only with a mini-fridge and a microwave. I live here and not just in the … Continue reading The Brand New Place


Saturday, November 21st

Saturday, November 21st. Southern Maine. 11:11am   I woke up this morning in my bed, at 8:30, like every other day I’ve slept in my bed. 8:30, to silence, to light, to the gentle floating of dust illuminated by the morning light. My sister’s cat has taken up residence in my closet. It is 11:11 … Continue reading Saturday, November 21st