Amsterdam

I want to resign and live here, with you, in one of those narrow apartments, looking over a quiet canal. I want to wake up in the morning to the sound of silence, and watch the sun seeping onto your naked body like a rising tide. We will have no curtains. our towels will be … Continue reading Amsterdam

Ten Years Ago

Ten years agowhile you watched the fireworksthe blue and red and green sparklesdancing in the skylike a beginning class of balletor girls lost in a trampoline shop,and your hand was soft and sadand finger nails vulnerablelike kindergartners in recessand your hair curledwith memories of grandmasand smelled like our old desertand you thought your shirtmatched your … Continue reading Ten Years Ago