To the Future Residents of Apartment 508
Looking around the space, a constellation of memories appear.
Seven Years
Seven years later, I am now in Grand Rapids again, which is a kind of beautiful, full-circle moment.
Nizhoni
The house is, by nature, transient.
Seasonal Attention
Under the Madison Street bridge, the tree that grows sideways suddenly popped flowers that smelled like corn tortillas.
Ten Facades
There are no miscalculations or extraneous details—things are only borrowed or loaned between neighbors.
On Being a Good Tenant
I care a lot about things like that. I want people to remember good things about me.
Pray-mantising
The next morning she was clutching the screen door with her dainty insect toes.
Mailbag from Myself
No one has any idea what to do, and we’re all trying to use what we’ve got to make things work.
Entropy
The first time I saw them, I was sitting on Cotter’s lap—he had been my best friend for probably six years at that point—at a meeting I crashed after coming home early from France.
42°55′16″N 85°37′19″W
“Why is no one washing their hands before going to lunch?!”
