and then… i went ice skating…

There has been summer weather in New York City all week. And while I realize the need to grieve our environment - it's helped my mood. Oddly enough... last night... for the first time, ever: I went ice skating in Rockefeller Center. One of my friends came through to work on cheering me up. Sometimes, I can be very lucky. My friend came and picked me up last night around seven. I drank Hennessy at a bar called Lily, because the rooftop deck Henry...

day 13. “two”.

Two (an excerpt) “We kiss in Sperlonga,” he promises. “…my voice is F flat, it’s terrible. I know this.” “I only dream of you,” I tell him. “Every night. Every night, I dream of your touch.” “Every dream, I feel your touch.” He’s been in Italy for two weeks and we’ve been together two months and there have been two other humans in my life to turn my head. But… nothing like this. When his voice touches the...

excerpt

The neighbors didn’t know if they loved or hated what they were hearing. But they definitely heard. Because the two of us weren’t quiet. Like, when I exhaled, the bed frame rattled. And when he whispered, the floor vibrated. And the entire time, we smoked and drank espresso. There was nothing in the refrigerator, except for dark chocolate (90%!) and champagne. I always kept a fresh glass of water on the night table, the one on my side of the...

how it starts

I bumped my head the night we met and never saw things the same way again. The second day I saw him, we walked down a boardwalk along a salt-scented Brooklyn coastline. He wore sweatpants and a baseball hat and we talked about him being first generation and me having left for a decade. We comment on the different shades of green blossoms in each other’s eyes. He kisses me at Cony Island, on the subway and all other kinds of pubic places. “I...

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