A Hologram for the King by Dave Eggers Ah, the first Monday of a brand new year. So sparkly and shiny and perfect I don’t want to sully it. Just like putting the first mark in a new notebook, I dread the first mistake. But the page can’t stay blank forever. Read more
Casanova by Ian Kelly 8 min. 12.11.12 @ Sense Appeal, 96 Spadina Hot sweats. That’s what she calls them because that’s what they are. She was never prone to sweating. It wasn’t a question of physical exertion; despite being active she was never one to have pit stains. But now Read more
Casanova by Ian Kelly 8 min. 12.11.12 @ Sense Appeal, 96 Spadina Hot sweats. That’s what she calls them because that’s what they are. She was never prone to sweating. It wasn’t a question of physical exertion; despite being active she was never one to have pit stains. But now Read more
Passion & Power edited by Kathy Peiss and Christina Simmons 8 min 12.10.12 @ Sublime Espresso Bar I’m a miracle baby. The chances that I should even be here on the planet are like one in a hundred thousand. Maybe more, math isn’t my forte. But I’m supposed to be Read more
8 min @ The Hub, 12.3.12 She is poised perfectly on her two razor sharp sitting bones, mythically long legs crossed twice with ankles collapsed horizontally on the floor. She is a 3D composite of angles and planes, light and shadow. She pinches off tiny crumbs of muffin and feeds Read more
The Lives of a Cell by Lewis Thomas 8 min in The Monk’s Room, LES/NYC She’s stood me up so many times. But today is different, I’m older and wiser. Therapy helped me understand so much. I’m not angry any more about things in the past. I’m living in the Read more
Elle Decor November 2012 11.27.12 8 min in bed on the Lower East Side, NYC The goddamn shower upstairs is going again. Bill hasn’t seen the neighbors yet but he hates their grooming habits. The hot water pipes sing in an ear-bleeding pitch and they take two long showers a Read more
Our Lady of Pain by Elena Forbes 8 min on the F train B stopped and considered her mother. Today was the day she’d been holding her breath for, the other shoe had dropped. There wasn’t a sparkle of recognition in Ma’s gold flecked eyes, just a polite query. “No Read more