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Small Stone for Friday, Jan. 6, 2012
This young woman on the trolley, she was down from Erie. She said, "You've taught me the city way," after she tried to toast him across the aisle, his brown paper bag, her Thermos that she never revealed the contents of, and he pulled it back at the last second. Her laugh was bright and hyper. "No no no, I'll cheers to you, man, I won't be fooled ( Read more... ) -
Small Stone for Thursday, Jan. 5, 2012
My throat is warm. My chest is warm. The back of my neck is warm. My shoulders are warm enough. The collar of my coat, the lapel of my sweater, and the end of my scarf form the wall of a nest, and if I put my face behind that wall, it is warm. My arms in their sleeves are colder. My fingers in their gloves are colder still. My legs, in tights and ( Read more... ) -
Small Stone for Wednesday, Jan. 4, 2012
Words With Friends ( Read more... ) -
small stones
Small Stone for Sunday, January 1, 2012 ( Read more... ) -
Living
I feel great today. I'm warming to the idea of something I wasn't initially warm to. I'm thinking of renting a cheap room, with a shared bathroom and no kitchen, in Norristown, outside the city, accessible to the city by train and trolley. The room is in a great, historic, Victorian house, which is maintained by a small company that specializes in ( Read more... ) -
December 22nd of this particular year
I am comfortable and dressed like a slob, a la Spring/Summer 2003, jeans that are too big, the back half of the cuff folded up to not be stepped on, the front half not folded up, too-big dark blue t-shirt gleaned from some ex-boyfriend or another, striped button-down that was once classy enough for the actual legit girlfriend of my then-crush to be ( Read more... ) -
Friday early evening
Sitting at La Colombe, across from City Hall, Dilworth Plaza now empty of Occupiers and construction, listening to people talk in up-tones about this thing they're apparently working on that involves camera angles and a decision about whether to do this thing indoors, with more control, or outdoors, with the maybe unwelcome but on the other hand ( Read more... ) -
There's something about love that makes me crave a diner.
I love the person I woke up next to this morning, who is still sleeping beside me ( Read more... ) -
(Untitled)
haiku for 1998:
i miss how cozy
the internet was back then -
pacman paths of light.
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frrrriday
Here's my day. Then I gotta run ( Read more... )