Category Archives: Ohio

Ohio, and Other Forbidden Loves

Everywhere that has ever been called home by someone is beautiful.

There might still be a piece of my tooth there.

Excuse me while I go buy a fedora.

A nurse stood at my head, encouraging me to take slow breaths.

“I find solace in letting things go, letting things be silly and not perfect. “

But when a place is hardly (if ever) depicted, a place can be stereotyped into invisibility.

We kept walking and eventually heard the faint sound of a practice session coming from a small side court with bleacher seating.

Your stories gave me a community when I felt I had none.

The moment I began to slide, I thought of nothing.

HOW DARE THE SUN SHINE WHEN I FEEL LIKE A PIECE OF TRASH STUCK ON THE UNDERSIDE OF A PARK BENCH THAT HAS BEEN PEED ON BY DOG.