The Argument That Was None of Our Business
April fourteenth. There were two people at the bus shelter across from the coffee cart, and they were arguing. Not the low-hissing kind of argument you look away from, the private…
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The Recipe I Had No Business Attempting
April third. I had a piece of paper on the counter and I kept reading the same line four times, not because it was hard to understand but because I was trying to figure out if I w…
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The Call and the Staying
March twenty-third. My aunt called during break and I picked up without thinking, which is not always what I do when I see her name. It was fine, she was calling to say nothing ur…
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The Hot Dog Question
March twelfth. Here is what happened: we were minding our own business. Simone and I had gone to the coffee shop on Sunday the way we sometimes do when neither of us has anything…
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The Silk Was Not Impressed With Me
March first. There was a flyer on the community center corkboard for a beginner aerial silks workshop, one Saturday afternoon, no experience required, the kind of thing you photog…
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The Air Changed Yesterday
March first. I was on my way back from the corner, I'd gone out for nothing urgent, just to move, the way you do after a February that sat on you, and somewhere between the mailbo…
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Four Pages, Seven Years
February eighteenth. The sketchbook has four drawings in it now. That sentence still catches me a little when I read it back. I photographed it Tuesday evening right after I finis…
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The Night I Almost Texted a Fake Excuse
February seventh. There was a point, standing in the locker room at the end of my shift last Wednesday, where I had a fake excuse fully drafted in my head. Something about being t…
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The Fourth Drawing Is the Whole Thing
January twenty-seventh. I finished it Tuesday evening and then I just sat there. The sketchbook open on the table, the drawing done, and nothing particular to do next. I wasn't re…
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The Date, The Cost, The Tab I Already Had Open
January sixteenth. I want to tell you something about the way I do things, which is that I almost never do them out loud. The outdoor skills session, the winter version, shorter,…
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