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Category Archives: New York

Summer in the City

And if Regina Spektor happens to be giving a concert in Central Park on that particular Wednesday, who’s to say I have to move my painstakingly planned picnic?

Once Crossing The Hudson

The next day is exactly like the first. 
We don’t check the news. 
Phones die on the picnic table while we swim.

Stacks on Stacks

According to Google, there are twelve independent bookstores in upper Manhattan, the section of the city I call home.

Leave Your Comfort Zone: Equinox Edition

After I signed a waiver that confirmed I wouldn’t sue Equinox if I died on the treadmill or passed out because I saw Blake Lively, we entered the immaculate studio.

Missing Mr. Feeny

It felt like I was coming face to face with someone I’ve known my whole life: a trusted confidant, a wise neighbor and teacher and principal and professor.

A Love Letter to my English Major

I wonder, sometimes, if you feel forgotten. After all, I did not become an English professor, as I once thought I might.

Returning (A Love Letter)

Returning (A Love Letter)

by | May 7, 2017

First, this is a poem to say thank you
for taking me back to Budapest.

Spring Cleaning

Spring Cleaning

I would even go so far as to say that tidying, a good spring cleaning that freshens any staleness that has settled in over a long winter, can be a spiritual practice.

Last Sunday

Last Sunday

As soon as we walked into West Park Presbyterian Church, we were already in the wrong place.

City Stories: Life on the Road

City Stories: Life on the Road

Stories of travel compel us, she says, because “more reliably than anything else on earth, the road will force you to live in the present.”