I do the best imitation of myself

23. January 2012 here now 3
A long time ago in New York, I saw Ben Folds Five at a small club in the East Village. I held onto the name of the club for a long time, but my brain has now given up on such categories of information. I remember a standard-issue black box, with sticky floors and a ...

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 ...

Part II: New Jersey

19. May 2011 here now 2
Always complain! Can you imagine? We walked to the Met. I remember realizing that my dress was all wrong. It had gauzy red sheathing. Annette was wrapped in soft layers of black and blue. She looked sophisticated and I looked like I had missed the prom. A New York City prom, maybe. But a prom. ...