The Trolley Song

The sky was filled with dark, juicy clouds threatening to split apart into storms at any moment, but the top was still down on the Miata when Lucy arrived to pick me up. This morning, like most mornings, Lucy was blasting Judy Garland through the Miata’s exhausted stereo. “CLANG CLANG CLANG went the trolley!” she […]

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Nightswimming

I was sitting at my desk focused on some regular and trivial task at work, when the first few chords of Nightswimming came through my headphones, simple and incredibly familiar. In a flash, my heart rate changed, my breath caught in my chest, and I was transported back to a very specific place and time, […]

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hands

In high school, I spent a lot of time watching actors. My Walden friends were constantly rehearsing or performing, and I loved to be a peripheral part of it. It’s a completely different experience watching someone you know perform. For most of my friends, talented though they were, I could never quite remove what I […]

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a start

Homer Collyer took care of the funeral arrangements. It was not entirely unexpected, when Mother passed, and her funeral arrangements seemed like a simple and manageable task compared to the inheritance. Homer knew that he and his brother Langley would still be dealing with all they’d inherited long after they’d dealt with the grief surrounding […]

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you

It’s unexpected, but I fall in ephemeral love with you all the time. I sit at my computer, imagining my music is coming from your local radio station, and all of a sudden, I’m so in love with you. Or, more precisely, in love with you and your city. I love to picture you set […]

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