i met a boy who collects foreign words and i like that idea. collecting words, like pebbles or fortunes or ticket stubs. i used to know how to say i’m hungry in nine languages, but i only remember five. tabatchoy (tah bah choy): someone overweight; a term one would use to tease, much like “fatso.” […]

it’s a good thing i was wearing jeans. when the boys asked me to go with them to lunch, they didn’t mentioned we’d be jumping the stone fence behind the office. “do you guys do this often?” i asked, apprehensively. “oh yeah,” my coworker said, “all the time.” i hadn’t climbed a fence since i […]

last night i told her, there’s something in the air and everything is changing. the jasmine thinks it’s springtime. the raindrops never came. the sky and the clouds and the air and the atmosphere…it’s just different. i can’t explain. today, i woke up with a dark cloud in my belly. today, i got a very […]

“oh my god, christine,” she said, “you have, like, the best taste in clothes.” “thanks,” i smiled. “it’s almost identical to mine.”

i’m totally consumed by space. the way a person travels through my bedroom. the glaring holes on the computer screen. the walls i’ve stripped bare. i drive down the freeway/sit in a meeting/stand in the shower and it’s all i can think about. i make mental notes: maybe i should replace optic nerve with the […]

i’ll tell you what this feels like: it feels like rolling a window down on a roadtrip, the wind shaking your hair, the music blasting in your ears. it sounds like quiet. it is everything in reverse. a rollercoaster that reaches the very top only to come back down, again.

on our third day, we went to tate modern and, afterward, crossed the millenium bridge, a foot path that leads from the museum to the other side of the thames river. off to our right, the sun was setting over the tower bridge. the blues and violets bled into each other behind the old, majestic […]

in 2002, i settled and stayed in the same apartment. i went to london, new york city and vegas. i won the jackpot. i gave my heart away and got it back, slightly scratched and bruised. i picked up a guitar for the first time and learned how to play love me tender. i sat […]

Here’s what I’m going to do: I’m going to go home and clear several paths in my bedroom. One, from my bedroom door to my desk. Two, from my desk to the bathroom. Three, from the bathroom to the closet. Four, from the closet to my bed. Then, I’m going to eat an orange. No, […]