This is pouring rain, this is paralyzed.
There are still some things to be happy about.
Long-johns forgotten by ex-boyfriends and adopted by me.
Friends who bring me expensive burgers and chocolate to cheer me up on days when I have no will to leave my bed, never mind heat up a meal.
Post-gym head buzz and corresponding cigarette.
90's date movies where the girl ends up with the good guy in the end. Singing and dancing along to shitty ska music ensues.
Cats who never leave you because of a private existential crisis. I am cultivating my future persona as crazy-cat lady. Hopefully sexy-crazy.
A new song by Marissa Nadler: "River of Dirt" and a new Andrew Bird album, "Noble Beast."
Images by Zachary Rossman.
back when your face was unfamiliar
we explored bodies like streets
of new exciting cities
and turned wine into water
like private gods
we worshiped idols in secret
constructed delicate temples
not to praise but preserve
we floated above crowds
grazed each other in motion
I looked down when you turned to me
without saying a word
and caught pieces of your face