new new york.

An impromptu trip to New York in June (it feels like this summer is nothing except one impromptu trip to the East Coast) to visit my farthest-away niece. Family photographs and familiar places made unfamiliar with the passing of time. New museums and old museums in the span of a few quick days. At the […]

skin & bones.

I learned recently that a girl I used to know had died. I found her obituary online and it hinted at suicide. All the Facebook messages—it was her birthday the other week— said things like always my love you are so missed you were taken too early But what they should have said, maybe, was that […]

a home in art.

What I miss most are the museums. I spoke to a friend the other day about moving to Los Angeles. She said— I didn’t have anybody but I had a place. I went to the museum almost every day. I sometimes didn’t even look at the art. I just needed somewhere to go and I needed […]

hit & run.

My mother ran my father over when I was nine or ten years old. I was in the backseat at the time and I remember the unmistakably bump of car-over-body and for a moment it was almost worse—the car kept rolling backwards, my mother trying to jump over the middle console to get from the passenger’s seat […]

roman candles.

…the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars. […]

photo story/ coffee shop.

I took this photo the second summer I lived in New York. I’d just picked up my film camera again after many many years of neglect. I had basically no idea how to use it, aside for being able to read a light meter. This is still one of my favorite photographs from the four […]

hindsight, curtains.

Everybody here wants to know what New York is like. New York has a mythicism that only gets stronger the farther away you get from it. I felt it growing up in Connecticut and you feel it, maybe, no matter where you are. Even the name of it holds something heavy, something important. People go […]