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Coming back on the subway I was like, you know, actually that poem with the astronaut image kind of sucks.

Yesterday a middle-aged woman unlocking her car door turned around and looked at me to say “I was trying to get into the wrong black car!”

I spend so much time on airplanes.

I try to remember this is not a life-threatening problem.

I open my mouth and there it is

Even in our digital culture, writing is about texture.

Publication is a ways off so I’ve been delaying saying anything about it. But I’ve begun mentioning it in my bio when I have a piece published, so rather than live in fear that someone will read my bio, we announced it.

That’s how life is. A cloud the size of Düsseldorf enters the restaurant.

The library no longer uses cards at the back of books to track check-outs, or small sheets of paper with date stamps.

How nice it must be to live near the sea.