When we chatted last week, I hesitated to ask you a favor.
The favor was for you to write to me once or twice. I hesitated, because I wasn’t sure how well that would serve either of us, and because the time for asking favors ran out. If I were to do what I hesitated to ask of you, it would go like this. Continue reading “A Monday Letter”
“Copying in Ramin for…” I start typing in an e-mail reply, almost the last work task on a Tuesday.
Pause.
For… what? …Sanity? …Support? …Authority?
Pop.
A new e-mail from Ramin arrives (isn’t he on vacation?). The subject line stands out: “** Permanent Forwarding Address” Continue reading “** Permanent Forwarding”
Offer love, trade in time
Say yes, accept yes only
Be the earth, be the fire, be the water
Be the magic
Close the door, shift the doorway
Close the accounts before travel
Then dance
1. Tanya’s pencils
May 1994. Paris. I am at a little shop, say, on Rue Mouffetard, with Marina, Shura, Seryozhka, Tanya. I am 16, awkward and self-conscious. Tanya is 12. Tanya accidentally drops a box of little pencils Continue reading “Regrets”
Leaving is easy.
1. Teagan.
Yin and InnerYoga class in San Francisco, December 2014. I am folded into an intentionally uncomfortable balasana. I am wearing Continue reading “Leaving”
Love letters understated 