A Museum of Lost Things
If fashion trends exist on the Island of Lost Toys, perhaps they’re all wearing the mismatched earrings and socks our past selves misplaced.
If fashion trends exist on the Island of Lost Toys, perhaps they’re all wearing the mismatched earrings and socks our past selves misplaced.
Is it because linen clothes feel a tad bit more elegant than jeans?
When everyone gathered around her and started singing “Happy Birthday” in a key far too high, she knew to blow out the candles.
I’d walk along the lake and listen to the birds, thinking about how strange it was that a man-made peninsula became a spot of natural beauty amongst glass skyscrapers.
I took an Uber Black back to my hotel just because I could.
I would have inhaled a rosemary salt bagel with my iced vanilla latte this morning.
Distant bass jars you from Adrianne Lenker’s sweet crooning.
Zeroing in isn’t always the solution.
The laughter flowed freely, as if the devastation of the last few days had dammed it up until it burst from us all at once.
There are many white people in Grand Rapids, and gossiping about dog breeds is, I guess, what we do.