April 2013
1 post
This is Why We're Friends
Me: sang a song to myself about what it would be like to be a bunny rabbit. feeling better
Her: I can totally see how that would make you feel better
Me: but now I wish I was a bunny. I'm all scrunched over my keyboard like a bunny
Her: but don't you always kind of wish you were a bunny?
Me: yes. or a pony.
Her: you are so a small horse.
March 2013
1 post
We Carry It To Our Ends
Tonight I sat at a table in Chelsea that sits within that very special six block radius that means so much to so many people I know. And I was alone it. No one I sat with knows the beauty and joy of these stories, of our stories. They met me long after this time had passed. They do not know that this is the placed we were forged. It is the place where we learned to love the hard way. It is the...
January 2013
2 posts
“There is always the poet, the lunatic, the lover; there is always the religious...”
– Frederick Buechner, The Magnificent Defeat
May 2011
1 post
Bunny rabbits compete in show jumping course:... →
garvs:
My dad sent me this link because he knows me VERY WELL.
December 2010
0 posts
The Best Thing About Life...
It keeps moving with or with out you whether you want it to or not. This big wonderful thing operates primarily independent of us. And somehow in the midst of that being the worst thing about life it becomes the best thing. The burden of it all lifts and we are finally allowed to live our own great story…
November 2010
2 posts
“Why can’t I write something that would awake the dead? That pursuit is...”
– Patti Smith, Just Kids 