One Line Is Enough for Now
December twenty-third. The gym closed Tuesday, which I've already written about, one line in the draft folder, the noun that arrived without ceremony. That line is still there. I'…
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When the Noun Just Arrives
December twelfth. The gym closes for the holidays in three days, which means Tuesday was the last session until January, which means there was a specific low-key weight to putting…
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The Seventh Year
December first. The sentences have been in my draft folder since late October. Three of them, about the light arriving lower than expected, about the cord's shadow going long acro…
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The Trailhead Simone Named
November twentieth. The plan had been no plan. Simone had named the trailhead three weeks ago, at the end of a Tuesday session, the way she always names things, as a footnote she…
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Three Sentences That Are Still Waiting
November ninth. There are three sentences in my draft folder that have been there since late October. I wrote them on a Sunday morning after I noticed that the light on the window…
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What My Arms Remember
October twenty-ninth. There is chalk under my fingernails that I will not fully excavate until tomorrow, and I am fine with that. Three years ago I walked into the gym two neighbo…
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A Bone Folder Is a Real Object That Exists
October eighteenth. The class was two hours on a Wednesday, which means I shifted yoga to next week and told myself I would not feel guilty about that, and I mostly didn't. Bookbi…
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The Verdict Was Split
October seventh. Here is what happened: a thing went sideways at the end of a shift, and by the time we were in the break room, Simone had already formed an opinion about whose ca…
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Linen. Obviously.
September twenty-sixth. Three weeks ago she stopped the sentence before the noun. I wrote about the texture of that, the way a sentence can be complete and incomplete at the same…
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I Watched It Happen
September fifteenth. The sink was full because I'd been soaking a pot, which I knew, and I leaned over to grab my dish soap, which I also knew, and my phone slid out of the chest…
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