I am talking to my mom about a partner.

she stops me mid story to play a guessing game ‘Wait! Wait! I want to get them all right!‘Who has a kid on the way?’‘Oh! Oh! he’s the bartender, isn’t he?’‘Who lives in New York?’‘What’s her name?’ this is love:my motheradapting in real timeto a future she couldn’t have imagined for me. loveabundantetherealomnipotent I wasn’tContinue reading “I am talking to my mom about a partner.”

In defense of telling the people you love you love them:

In defense of walking loves’ long promenadeafter falling off that shit so many times: There is boundless joyin dance floors. waterfalls of laughter. cheek kisses. hair dye. studded clothing. friends that love you like it’s easy. in this short short life there is tall wonder. every timeI am nursing my ever-breaking heart,I sing to myselfContinue reading “In defense of telling the people you love you love them:”

it’s been a year of years.

time, head down concentrating- lacing their shoes like a fever-dream I trip over sometimes, I look at the people I love and I see cheekbones and eyelashes. smiles brave and worn. In recent weeks I smile at myself in the mirror every single time I step out of the shower. (it’s liberating to unhold aContinue reading “it’s been a year of years.”