In the movie, a skipping CD results in a boom box getting kicked in someone’s face. In the Broadway production, the song stops because of a wardrobe-malfunction-turned-social-media-scandal.
Because literature really is the better part of life.
The musty smell of those stairwells matters to me in a way that the bare truth of Evangelical forms of craziness never could.
Still, I’ve never felt the same level of attachment in any of these places that I’ve felt in Romania. When I step off of the plane in that country, it feels like I’ve come home.
I don’t know a lot about war, but I know that you can’t jump into a battle if you are unprepared to finish. It’s the same with writing and working and everything that matter—if it matters, you finish.
I didn’t out and out start crying, but I teared up as I lifted her to my shoulder. And I held her so close. And I had never been happier as a dad.
We believe in the solstice spirit
the holy Prospect Park
the fellowship of friends
the prayers of all people
the rotation of the earth
and the light everlasting.
Blackberry ice cream is as holy as library reading logs or PVC swordfights.
One Monday morning a couple weeks ago, a man did something I should have been prepared for.
Dirty Computer is more than a sixty-minute summer sex jam: it’s a celebration, a “fuck you,” and a challenge.
