The Thing Carol Said in Passing
August eleventh. Carol's postcard has been sitting on the kitchen counter for a little over two weeks. I haven't moved it to the windowsill. I haven't replied. I haven't even turn…
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The Television Ambush
July thirty-first. I had no particular plans for this evening and I was very committed to that fact. I made tea. I sat down. I had a vague sense that I should find something to wa…
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The Pipe, the Passes, and the Two Hours We Stayed Anyway
July twentieth. The thing about the climbing gym is that it's already a little unhinged to be there on a Saturday afternoon in the middle of July when it's ninety degrees outside…
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The First One to Say It
July ninth. For years, the direction of knowing in this friendship has run one way. Simone names the frame, I receive it. She says the thing that's already true before I've found…
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The Solo Table
June twenty-eighth. I've walked past the stairs to that rooftop bar at least a dozen times. Always on the way to something else, always with a vague note in the back of my mind th…
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The Number I Wrote Down
June seventeenth. There's a grocery receipt on my kitchen floor right now that is approximately eleven inches long. I know this because I measured it against my forearm out of som…
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What I Didn't Take a Picture Of
June sixth. It happened again. I made something new for breakfast, not the stock, not anything Simone-adjacent, just a thing I had not made before, a savory situation involving eg…
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The Skimming Debate
May twenty-sixth. The soup was Simone's idea, technically. She mentioned it at the end of Tuesday's session, something about a chicken stock she'd made that week, the bones from a…
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The Tea Went Cold Twice
May fifteenth. Mother's Day. I didn't plan to write anything today. I made tea at eight-something and sat down at the kitchen table with a vague intention to do something producti…
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One Jar of Honey
May fourth. The farmers market two blocks over sets up on the first Saturday of the month and I have been meaning to go since February, which tells you something about how I handl…
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