April 21, 2009When I pick him up from day care Benjamin sits stone still in his car seat, mesmerized by Bill Callahan’s Rococo Zephyr. And then at the, “ripple, ripple, ripple” total cheesiness, pure delight. We start singing. Together. It’s cute. But the instant the ripples are over Benjamin and I both stare at each other like deer in [...]
April 13, 2009I woke up wishing I had stayed behind in my dream. There was a fire. I saw a staircase. But the rest of the people were running past it for a second staircase, a more crowded staircase – almost impassable. I chose the empty staircase. There was someone else ahead of me. A man. But [...]
