My great grandmother Clara spoke of her Pontiac, the only car she ever owned that wasn’t a Chrysler with a pause, a wince, and then a smile. As a 5 year old, I would ask her over and over about her experiences with cars, which cars she owned, which cars…

“Can you remember, last September, when we kissed and said goodbye?” September in general is that time of the year when we release and let go of the warmth we’ve developed in the rich, sun-drenched times in the northern hemisphere. That easy lust that becomes so juicy that it squirts…

I asked Dafina “So what exactly is your skin-care routine?” Her skin is always radiant no matter when, no matter what the situation. It’s not envy, it’s full respect when I sit and look. It’s awe of that stability and presence in a harsh world. …

You can say that I was a bit determined to leave. Leave for months. Spiritually I was long gone…. Damn the iced over streets. Maybe I was ready to leave the same day I arrived there? Sometimes you don’t want to visibly admit or account for your mistakes. Some people…

I’ve been keeping the ringer off vibrate and on my phone the last few days. …

Palm Springs looks beautiful in the photos. When I started writing this last year, I was scanning Facebook, looking at photos from Palm Springs Modernism weekend, wondering, debating whether I felt I was missing out on something. I revive these thoughts as I look at another set of Modernism weekend. …