Category Archives: Notes

Social. Poem. 5.28.2015

Everything is faster as if economy, brief as the flare off a diamond, justifies its laborious beauty (humble brag). Thin (lies) lives tossed, (public/private) filtered on the cheap, rudeness (dash) currency, this “hyphenated list of @s and accomplishments” (see, always Read More

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Haiku. Blooms. 5.27.2015

At night the white blooms gather at my windowpane –clusters of moonlight. ~me

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Spring. NYC. 5.18.2015

Here are some Instagram posts documenting the city’s first blooms and that moment when you realize that it’s (finally!) time to store the winter coats. Keep jackets handy, though, until June. You never know. Central Park at 72nd St. Central Read More

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Baltimore. Poem. 4.28.2014

For every kid standing in the middle of violence holding the weight of what is not hers– that cold night lived over and over, remade in white hot fight, adrenaline and fear, that lie of union, one moment of loneliness Read More

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NYC. East Village. 3.30.2015

In October when my brother and sister-in-law were visiting, we walked around the East Village, reminiscing. On St. Mark’s Place, as we talked about clothes we’d bought, gigs we’d worn them to—stages my brother had worn them on—Alice Cooper ambled Read More

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NYC. Haiku. 3.25.2015

After the road trip crossing back in abstract blur –our neon and night.

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Night Rose. NC. 3.18.2014

While snow and ice continued to linger in NYC, I arrived in NC—after a very long drive—to this night rose. March travel has been a much-needed, if brief, reprieve from a difficult and relentless winter in the Northeast.

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PiDay. Notes. 3.14.15

In celebration of #PiDay, I’ve written a #Piku and will also paraphrase Patti Smith’s pie joke, which I’ve heard her tell many times. Ice circles melt on frozen streams. ~me Hipster walks into a diner and asks, “How’s the pie?” Read More

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Flying. Photos. 3.13.2015

For a few days, I escaped snow and ice. On the way home, I watched clouds turn to city. ~Sunset over the East Coast. ~Queens, NYC.

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The Thaw. NYC. 3.13.2015

Cathedrals of snow those melting spires of winter –unearthing parked cars.

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