don't ask me how her soft presence touches me, how her sharp soul whets my dull-witted embers, and don't listen when i say i'm the Puck of a Shakespeare staged for squirrels in a secret chapel on a sleeping midwestern college campus every time she presses my hand. hear not when i tell you that when i kiss her i taste leaves, that when we lose the ( Read more... )

i've never started over like this. i feel so completely naked and fresh. a field of new mistakes lies before me like undulant grass strewn with freshly fallen leaves, just waiting for me to fling myself in and roll ( Read more... )

i think i just won over the Fulbright committee. my favorite moment was when i was asked ( Read more... )

new photos of my niece, Leah Grace Mundy, who will be four months old tomorrow ( Read more... )

some flu-bird swooped down yesterday and hung weights on my eyelids. flushed skin, achy head, sore bones, and too sleepy to finish this entry

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so, this little brown bunny-rabbit who breakfasts in the quad of grass at the center of my apartment complex hopped up to my door this morning, which creaked open, and into my room, where i was trying to get awake enough to get out of bed. he smelled like cigarette butts. springing up onto my pillow, he said with a flick of his whiskers ( Read more... )

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it's a hangover of a day, drizzly-grey, bearded with raindrops, endless unmisted eyes peering out everywhere. i didn't want to go to sleep last night, surfed, in fact, upon a sloshy wave of perfect gratitude until 5 a.m. or so, when sleep curled its blanket over me ( Read more... )

Autumn is burning ( Read more... )