If your family is anything like mine, it is tightly knit, spread and spiderwebbed like a tapestry, knotted, beautiful, and warm, with soft threads from constant use. Also, it is full of stains from grubby fingers and flour dust from making homemade pierogis. I am one of 24 first cousins (all but two of them […]
(3/29/14) 2:56a – I blinked and March finished in a succession of quick minutes as winter instead of spring. – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – – […]
Central Pennsylvania remains one of the strongholds of my heart. Spending four years of college there – as well as countless months, hours, and minutes always visiting for long weekends and hootenannies since then – keeps it as fresh and deep inside of me as a cold, clear spring in the desert. It is always […]
I have countless things to do, bills to pay, photos to edit, and things to catch up on after moving 2,000 miles three weeks ago, but all I have thought of since a particular subway ride last week is the rat scuttling snakily between the detritus beneath the train tracks under Nostrand and the A-train. […]
In New Mexico, the space is vast and quiet, a place where echoes have left their voices to the louder sounds of wind and air. In New York, many miles away, the space is vast and loud, a place where echoes live healthy, raucous lives amidst car honks and buskers, voices with accents and foreign […]
