Index

06. December 2011 here now 0
End of the quarter: 9 days from now Hours on the train: 2 Hours commuting: 4 Hours out of the house: 11.5 Predicted height of stack of student portfolios: 2.5’ Number of things in the media that made me cry: 2 Glasses of white wine–short glasses, long pour: 2 Vegetables: 2 Other substances: caffeine, mucinex, ...

A Defining Moment

21. November 2011 here now 1
Dear K., I saw a picture of you online. You were getting arrested at Occupy Wall Street. Do you remember the night in Boston when you tried to convince me to drive with you to the protests in Seattle? A defining moment for our generation, you told me. Later, on the weekend in that borrowed ...

Match point

24. October 2011 here now 0
Scotch after dinner vs. swimming laps at dawn. The moment the sky turns gray-pink like the underbelly of  a river dolphin and the fluorescent lights around the pool switch off vs. the moment the hot water hits my skin in the locker room shower. Someone else’s hair on the stall door vs. the sense that ...

Saudade

09. October 2011 here now 0
Here is our trip to Brazil: We rent out a whole pousada in Buzios, near the beach. At night we walk up and down the one cobblestoned street, to see and be seen. We wear tube tops and big necklaces and we don’t care. Lelo will take us to the best nightclubs in São Paulo. ...

Sunset at Dawn

25. September 2011 here now 2
Friday is bright, with cumulus clouds piling over the mountains, the kind of light that makes you notice things. I notice that an actor has just plastered the telephone poles in my neighborhood with black and white postcards of his headshots. RIK MARTINO. He looks stereotypically Italian, in his forties or fifties. On the back ...

Insomnia

18. September 2011 here now 6
Track 1) The brain is grooved. It is like the needle won’t lift and go to the next track. Track 2) Will H. even recognize record players? I remember the smell of my father’s LPs in the credenza in the living room. Like old books, but sweeter. Chopin and Hair the Musical and all of ...

Dear 17 Year-old Self,

04. August 2011 here now 14
The fictional American version of high school inhabited by Molly Ringwald and Andrew McCarthy and John Cusack simply does not exist. I know this is hard for you to hear. But you will never wake up and just be Samantha Mathis in Pump Up The Volume. embedded by Embedded VideoYouTube Pump Up The Volume trailer ...

Drive All Night

07. July 2011 here now 3
I used to want to check out every diner up and down NY-22 and I-90. I remember one that rose up off an embankment as you came around a bend, a curve of silver windows like the hull of a spaceship, behind five foot-high neon letters: DINER. It was somewhere between Williamstown and New York. ...

Spring Quarter: A Thank You Note

15. June 2011 here now 7
I taught them Mark Doty, Mercy on Broadway and Description. These are poems, and it was a short fiction class, but they got it. There are stories that can be told in a line. There are stories that have no plot but that open a window to somewhere else. Can you tell me, I asked ...