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Song of Myself

dinner for two
at a blessedly quiet establishment
except the waiter is in training
and keeps bothering us

May

“It is our choices, Harry, that show what we truly are,” Dumbledore says, “far more than our abilities.”

A Recipe for Fame

And if you’ve ever been so unlucky as to be served a “modernized” version of green bean casserole that calls for shallots and haricots-verts and wild mushrooms… I’m sorry.

The Shelf

ALCOTT: Oh gosh, well I’m just awfully glad that that we’re all here together. I do so wish we could all get along.

The Third Place

Need coffee coffee coffee and a conversation with Lorelai at breakneck speed? Curious what Kirk’s new odd job is?lu

Spend It Now

This was not a lesson I knew as a kid. I wanted to save everything good for later. I ate all the cereal bits out of Lucky Charms and the raisins out of trail mix, leaving huge mouthfuls of marshmallows and M&Ms behind.

Just One

I know some churches are trying. “Singles group” is a thing. But really? That’s depressing on a good day, patronizing on a bad one.

Speak Again

I still talk to myself. Big conversations I’ve rehearsed of late include a breakup, a car insurance claim, and a defense of “inappropriate” literature I’ve chosen for a class.

Elementary

“Over the tea-cups and in the square the tongue has its desire;
Still waters run deep, my dear, there’s never smoke without fire.”

New Year’s Eve (ft. the post calvin)

On this last day of the year, the post calvin would like to suggest some tunes for your New Year’s Eve festivities. Check out the Spotify playlist here, or just listen to the choice from your favorite writer.

Best of 2017: Editor Picks

Each of us have chosen a few favorite posts and a handful of honorable mentions. Read on to see what you might have missed this year on the post calvin!

Maranatha

In a world where fame and infamy
are two sides of the same coin,
who gets to leave a legacy, anyway?

Begin to Hope

I have no dancing around my bedroom with a hairbrush microphone to Britney Spears to look back on. That’s because I didn’t listen to anything other than CCM until high school.

Grammar and Forgetting

The Brain—is wider than the Sky—
For—put them side by side—
The one the other will contain
With ease—and You—beside—

Abby and Ina

As I start reading and cooking, I realize that I have no idea what “barefoot contessa” means.

Adventures in Groceryland

I know which cashier is the fastest, which one is the nicest, and which one packs my reusable grocery bags like her own personal Tetris championship.

The Other Side Again

And so here I am, standing still in the eye of a hurricane, the confluence of these memories, documents, and moments of déjà vu swirling every which way.

This, Too

But the sun comes out and doughnuts exist and there’s a one-eyed cat who likes to roam the school grounds and often visits my window. This happens, too.