Brooklyn is on fire right now. Neighborhoods like Williamsburg and Greenpoint and Park Slope and Bushwick are lighting up the map. Hit television shows shoot there. Personal narratives all over the Internet are featured there. Conversations about where to live are centered there. Real estate prices are sky high. Williamsburg may even be more costly than […]
The day my father retired, he dubbed it a privileged occurrence, joyous even. Buoyant. The man worked on his vocabulary, memorized poems, in particular those that rhymed. Fond of Longfellow and Robert Service, he could by heart quote “Hiawatha” and “The Cremation of Sam McGee.” He dodged games like Scrabble or Boggle and puzzles of […]
1. i see two people in front of me. they’re laughing, giggling, willing to spit up about the only-just-bearable food. they seem content to enjoy the slob together. the one with the long, blonde hair – she – her mug acts as safety net and weapon: a tool to drink from, yes, but an excuse […]
If I were to make a Facebook relationship status with summer, it would have to state that “it’s complicated.” It’s funny, I’m writing about old summers in this nostalgia collection I’m working on, and the truth within those lines aims to capture a blissful ignorance that old summers doled out. Summer fun with an invisible […]
On the things that get projected back from a blank slate