Monthly Archives: February 2017

What happened one awkward night


When I asked her if she had any brothers or sisters, she smiled and made an awkward “That’s complicating” face, and she asked the bartender for a pencil when she ordered our next round. “It’s easier this way,” she said, then we both laughed. She drew a smiley face no […]

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Why I keep old love notes


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The Words from Our Wedding


These are the words that I wrote for our wedding ceremony and our Shakespearean wedding cake. And if you’d like to check out the very first WordPress site I made, use any of the links in this embed. (I’ve come a long way, huh? Ha ha 🙂

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Everything in your Kitchen Sink


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I Remember when Seminole was Orange Groves


When I was a child, Walsingham was just a two lane road, lined with orange groves on one side and tall grass on the other, and each morning we’d drive what was damn near the length of it when my mother dropped me off at this small church that doubled […]

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Lovestruck (introduction to a longer story)


Emma shuddered, knowing what she had to do and why. Like the times before, she started by writing exactly what she wanted to say: “They’re still trying to figure out how to market this thing to the general public. Every attempt (3 or maybe 4 so far) has been abysmal. […]

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Stay in Line (Sometimes)


This is a poem I wrote for Julie.

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In a Bistro


Gravity is nothing but the unavoidable attraction between two distant bodies. But Tom, who spotted a bistro girl orbiting the atrium of sunlit tables, wasn’t thinking about gravity at all. Still, he charted the way she revolved around the lawyers and bankers, holding their BLTs and Caesar salads in both of her […]

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