I want to meet you without ever planning to meet, sit beside you on the subway the very moment you decide, the toymaker convention being in town, you must grab a stranger and crash it. This is a wrong stop for both of us, a place we’ve never been. It is no place to remain [...]
Archive for ‘Lovesick’
It wakes me up again, a question that will not answer itself. You open my hand on the street in front of a bar that is covered in graffiti. You mark a black X on my palm and tell me that tomorrow it will mean something; that this is inevitable, and that it is also [...]
You are standing in the rain, waiting. That is, in the story I tell myself, you are waiting. I don’t know what you are really doing. Maybe you are smelling it. It is a temperate rain and I think it smells tropical, but my imagination is too easily influenced. I know this is the remnant [...]
You sleep next to me while I am wide awake. The ideas are firing, and the only thing I can do to quiet my mind is write. I slip out of our bed to the other side of the room and start. Your face is calm in sleep and of course you are beautiful. I [...]


