following the flare

I walked home from work in one continuous stripe of sunlight past the canal-side patios crowded with burnt shoulders.  Past the old slanted houses with their dimpled windows squinting in this improbable burst… Continue reading →

there’s a certain slant of light

  The real reason I flew to California last month is that someone I love very much is quite ill. Emily Dickenson seems to have written the brief on how I feel about it:… Continue reading →

from up there

A few months ago my dad and I climbed the Dom Tower in Utrecht. A day or so into his visit, my very best “I’ve got it together” face crumpled as I let… Continue reading →