The ‘24 Paris Games
Here’s to you, rugby.
Category Archives: France
Running Off the Side of a Mountain
My hesitation caused the exact outcome I’d feared.
Blood Blossoms
The poppies were there first.
Fifteen Seconds of Peace
There, church bells ringing as the sun sets over Grenoble.
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.
Quitter
It was midnight again, France time, when I sat down for the turkey and mashed potatoes my family had waited to make.
A Pindaric Ode for the Paris Gay Games
So, in order to commemorate these tenth Gay Games, I have decided to pen my very own over-the-top, saccharinely sincere Pindaric ode. Let’s hope it’s not, well, terrible.
Four Meals with Strangers
Danke, Louise. Obrigada, João. Merci, Jess. Gracias, Vera.
Meal With Five Strangers
I am the fifth stranger here, and perhaps the strangest of them all. I am passing through this place. This will be my only night in the city, and then I will be gone.
Last Days
In your last days in this little town, you will start to see things as you saw them in the first days.
