Category Archive: Boston

Tonight a 3-Year-Old Read My Tarot

Tonight a 3-Year-Old Read My Tarot

First, I needed to ask a question, before I could get any answers. I thought about that for a moment. “. . . Where should …

 

The Night I First Heard The Pixies

The Night I First Heard The Pixies

When I was sixteen I loved a boy who came up to my shoulders. We’d walk down the high school hallways holding hands, and to …

 

You’ll Never Find Them Here

You’ll Never Find Them Here

The next day all I remembered was thinking I’ll never find them here! I awoke assuming it was probably just a remnant from some dream, and …

 

The Wait

The Wait

For the first time in my life the plane ride was serene, which is kind of strange because we were flying in a rainstorm and …

 

Long Distance

Long Distance

For a good fifteen minutes, it had appeared as though this wasn’t going to work: we tried hanging up and calling back a few times, …