The Real Criminals

I was sitting on the train looking out the open doors to the platform, the doors were open, a woman took out a book without looking at it, a yellow paperback, and she held it up, upside-down, then she looked down, and she turned it around. The class I was in was about resurrection, and […]

Web

In the lobby, a plexiglass box with a theater light under it, petals open. In the box, a spiderweb. That was all. Black curtains, two sets, to go through, a sign that said, “Exhibit continues behind curtain,” because it is unclear in these Chelsea galleries where an exhibit might continue and where it might be […]

Baltimore

From an interview with James Baldwin, just after the death of Dr. King: Baldwin: It is not the black people who have to cool it, because they won’t. Interviewer: Aren’t they the ones getting hurt the most, though? Baldwin: That would depend on point of view. You know, I’m not at all sure that we are […]

On Bishop Finn

I was sitting at church listening to a priest talk Bible tonight when I thought, I really don’t believe in clergy. Awkward. Especially as it is my secret retirement plan to become clergy. Our priest is kind and thoughtful and smart, I should say, nothing against her, or any of the other clergy I love, […]