“You know what I think?" she says. "That people's memories are maybe the fuel they burn to stay alive. Whether those memories have any actual importance or not, it doesn't matter as far as the maintenance of life is concerned. They're all just fuel...

Many years ago, I saw a simple pen-and-ink rendering of a house. I immediately felt it was the house that would one day be mine—my family’s home. I immediately felt a connection. I wrote about it, had it framed at my favorite frame shop in my nei...

Yesterday the beauty of early dawn/ came over me, and I wondered who// my heart would reach toward. Then/ this morning again, and you. Who// am I? Wind and fire and watery/ ground move me mightily because// they're pregnant with love, love/ pregnant ...

No matter how loud/ this bar, within these three walls we can drop straight into a very electric flight. We can/ pretend we don’t answer to anyone–including/ the waitress–& no one even knows where we are. Aimee Nezhukumatathi...