Georgia. Billboards and red clay, fruit stands. Hotel soaps so slight in their geometrics they became phases of the moon before the shower ended. Hallway carpet I will never see again, hum of ice machine.
Virginia. We dug a big hole in the sand. So big that the children of strangers started appearing with shovels and […]
There was a place you could go, a dead end of sorts. You flash the headlights three times then sit in the dark and wait for the response–a ghost, a light, acknowledgment from the other side. The classic junior high bonfire myth–something I always imagined in a cherry red convertible Chrysler next to a spitcurled […]
Driving through my home town at dusk, knowing my way better than I know anything. Stopping in the middle of the street to stare. Kissing two fingers and holding them out the window when I leave. Of course I’m sentimental for it, of course I come back and mourn what isn’t there anymore(the fact it’s […]
One of those unexpected days. The kind you aren’t ready for, or won’t think you’ll have. The kind where you drive a road you used to drive all the time and knew like handbacks and simple addition and now it seems so different, more open, more things built along its boundaries. A day with family, […]
I recently told the story about being a “punk rocker” for Halloween one year. I think I was 7 years old. My grandparents belonged to a CB club and every year they had a costume contest for the kids. Various age groups. That year, my sister dressed up as Minnie Mouse and, if I remember […]