I want to have a solid familiarity with local animals and plants ( Read more... )

As autumn burgeons, these past few days (coats and slippers and scarves!), I realize how much my life now resembles the some of the lives I daydreamed for myself while in high school ( Read more... )

Quick steady hands, I know you know these secrets.

We have a new assistant manager here at Franklin Street! She listens to jazz! (Or at least, there's jazz on now, and Karen never put on jazz before.)

I can think about the next day or two, and I can think about--next summer say, or visiting Sam in October, or going back to Reed truly a year from now. But intermediate intervals of time give me

Busy day at work, and I have NOT been framing well ( Read more... )

At work, blank exhausted aching. After Mark left this morning I put on Franck while preparing my lunch. As the piece culminated (that awful slamming shift into minor key) I fell to my knees in front of the refrigerator and sobbed ( Read more... )

This morning: getting from asleep in bed with Sam to rushing through the gallery doors in fifteen minutes flat. I wouldn't have thought it possible ( Read more... )

This week I have aged quickly. I noticed this on the bus Tuesday night, glimpsing my reflection against the night outside. I want to write a sonnet (Petrarchan) with the rhymes: steam gleam dream scream.

I.

I.

It was I.

"Brutality is among the services we offer."

Having taken the past two days off work, I am all the more struck by how wonderful working here is for me. I feel more calm, more competent, more myself than I have--well, since I was last working. Which isn't to say that I reject the company of my loved ones (Sam, Mark, my lovely sister), but which is to suggest that I'm not as good at ( Read more... )

A young woman of means and connections...

I continue to miss Reed College--a sadness that gladdens.

Shaky lately; a flicker of stupid unreasonable plans. Last night helped to alleviate them, however.

Thirty hours from now
I will be
caught up in those arms that I love best--
those teeth bones fingers,
that animal warmth.

I will never leave my ( Read more... )