Chelsea, 19th Street.

“The gallery is upstairs,” she says. It was PSAT day, thus I had a moment to flit away from school and look about. I love the PSAT even more than I did when I took it and it led me to be offered lots of money for school which I was too young and foolish […]

The Surface

Instead of running screaming from the building, I went to supervise this study hall after school. Two kids helped another with algebra. I sat grading vocabulary quizzes while they sweetly talked through subtracting both sides of the equation and what you could do with variables, critical stuff. One of those kids had a deep accent, […]

Jeff Koons at the Whitney

I hated the Jeff Koons show. It felt like he went out of his way to make things I would not want to look at. I thought I was so open-minded about what I would look at, what I could enjoy. I am sometimes bored, sometimes uninterested, in an art museum, but I have […]

Half a Week, Half Watered

Monday I woke Monday morning, and the headache was gone. A headache for me is sometimes a lot. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and I danced a little. Not any needle in it, not any staple, not any burr. Breathing real air again. I walked to the subway. On the other side of […]