I visited Molly when she was living in Rincón, Puerto Rico, on a street called Calle Surf, obviously close to the beach. Her backyard was a beach called Steps. At Marina Beach, a shrine: It was at Marina Beach, one … Continue reading

I visited Molly when she was living in Rincón, Puerto Rico, on a street called Calle Surf, obviously close to the beach. Her backyard was a beach called Steps. At Marina Beach, a shrine: It was at Marina Beach, one … Continue reading
(taxi drive-by) New York I love you but I had to get going
Getting there “the place where the road and the sky collide” Entering the forest, an afternoon moon from the top of Lower Yosemite Falls the lodge the Grove Grizzly Giant is the oldest of the 5 largest giant sequoias–conservative estimates put it … Continue reading
Molly and I drove to Chicago last Friday. We left Brooklyn at 10pm. This gas station reminded me of this story: here at 6:00, and here. Eventually we made it to the North Shore, and ate here, of course. It was Halloween, and we were … Continue reading
Laura and I went to Poughkeepsie, a town most notable for being my dad’s birthplace. We went to see this: From the train we saw this: We walked around Poughkeepsie for a while, trying to figure out how to get … Continue reading
Laura and I spent Labor Day weekend in West Virginia with guns, ATVs and home-brewed blackberry wine. [states visited: PA, OH, WV, VA, NY] The Wishbone Bridge outside the City of Bridges: Pine Grove, one-time boomtown, had 3 barbershops, now has none. in … Continue reading
stopped in Seattle on the way home fresh fish so much sun Now I’m back in Brooklyn, and I feel like I’ve been around the world. Really I haven’t been far. The world’s not as small as they say.
Ohhh Canada (the west side this time) Johnnie Walker walk signal VanDusen Gardens Lion’s Gate, a green Golden Gate Stanley Park Grouse Mountain on the way up I want a grey wolf for my birthday (soon!) on the way back … Continue reading
After eight hours on a Greyhound and enough giggling to draw attention from the grumpy passengers, Molly and I were in Montreal! We arrived a little after 4 in the morning and walked to Lee and Adele’s apartment, passing this … Continue reading
Is this some American pastime I’ve never heard of? Molly and I were annoyed when a couple of women two rows behind us on the bus back from Montreal were clipping their fingernails. It was going on for so long … Continue reading
a weekend in Maine with my mama road to a secret beach so many Emmas and a beach pup glorious junk a relic town going somewhere? out to sea… see you soon! off to Montreal with Molly…
I love the old-time feel of trains: the conductors’ hats, the empty, wood-paneled stations. This was my first impression of the Westport station: And of my room in the house where I’m staying I grew up with that pitcher, and that painting … Continue reading