September 2010
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August 2010
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Stars
All summer long, I walked home beneath the most brilliant canopy of stars, experiencing a real night for the first time in my life.
I can still feel the rush of breath. The silence, but for the quiet chorus of the frogs.
Craning my head back, I imagine I can still see that sky spread out before me. Scorpius unraveling and the brilliance of the Southern Cross.
I imagine I am walking home with...
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Sky
She stepped out her door and had to blink, overwhelmed by the brightness. With the thick cover of clouds, it was as if the sun had never set, humanity’s hum of artificial light being reflected back by a sky that felt closer than it ever had before.
Sitting on the stoop, she added just a little more light to the eerie glow, her thumb practiced and sure against the lighter as she brought a...
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Bhujangasana
I like to look at my arms sometimes. While the scale tells me that I am as fat as I have ever been, my arms tell me something different.
They tell me that, when I move them just like this, I can make a bowl from a lump of clay. That hovering naked over my lover’s body, I can make him shiver and come.
That when I am on my mat, with the world quiet and my mind almost still, I need only push...
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Fan
My mother used to laugh, cutting off my father’s urgings with her own. She’d say, “Put on a shirt. Your father’s cold.”
She was the only one who still exercised the right to be amused.
Once we’d all dressed to his satisfaction, we were safe to drift back into careful states of indifference, each lost in our own silent bubbles. As a family, we were always...
