Category Archive: A Place

Why Are You Here?

Why Are You Here?

“We’re extraordinarily rich. We’re the top one percent you see, and we’re quite pleased with how things are going, so. We just thought we’d let …

 

Happy Happy Joy Joy

Happy Happy Joy Joy

Was what it said, for no discernible reason, on the Uptown’s marquee tonight as I left yoga class. A cold rain had just passed, and …

 

Meet Me By The Hammocks

Meet Me By The Hammocks

When I moved home to Minneapolis, one of my best friends was about to leave. “I got accepted!” she said one day. “Grad school, getting …

 

Bunnies In Graveyards

Bunnies In Graveyards

I keep meaning to mention: before I went to Boston, Janaka came to Minneapolis. We partook in the usual affairs: road tripping to Iowa to …

 

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 …