Summer Sunset

It was dusk it was too cold to swim. The Atlantic is always too cold. I unzipped my dress, pulled it off, made a pile. The section of the water I chose was between two rock fingers that measure the beach, black rocks with signs that, in the day, you can see say, “Do not […]

Moves

J’ouvert was this morning at 6 am. The beginning of the transplanted-for-weather-Carnivale here in Brooklyn. Usually it began at 3 or 4 am. Perhaps this is about slaves having to secretly celebrate. J’ouvert means, “day opening,” or “I open.” This year it was moved to 6, and accompanied by an even-greater police presence, and enormous […]

Dream

I feel certain that my suffering is someone else’s fault, I just cannot settle on whose fault it is. My sister and I decided to finally visit Walt Disney’s hometown. She had taken the day off work. We didn’t have a plan. I had a bad cold. I drove her car because driving is one […]

How to Defeat Nazis, or, Haven’t We Done This Before Except the President Was the Good Guy?

Top Cottage was the little retreat FDR had built for himself, but only used a bit. He had a few folks up there, a king and queen, sat with Winston Churchill and talked about the bomb. Then he died. FDR. Though Churchill died, too, I’m sad to say. They both could be assholes. Complete assholes. […]