on flying

The woman in the dark blue uniform and latex gloves beckons me toward the counter. I hand her my ID, folded in my boarding pass to keep them together. She squints at me in my Red Sox cap, at my Virginia license, at me again, then hands me my documentation and tells me to have…

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homecoming

a poem for my dad   “Yo Adrien, you did it!” proclaims the greeting card perched proud and patient on my dressertop. I have been accepted into college and my father is reminding me that I have worked and earned.   Perching proud and patient, his dressertop is like him in the morning- softly alert;…

roughdrafts

Graduating college is like buying a couch. You can do the research, save your money, even find one that’s comfortable, and go through the trouble of shoving it into the back of your car and driving it to your apartment…only to find that when you get there, it won’t fit through the door. And there’s nothing…

stocking up for storms

Well, we made it folks. The holidays are over and it's a new year. How's everyone's bank account? Are you staying warm? As for me, I'm having to delay my travel back up to Boston a day or two because of this east coast winter storm. And after all the gifts and gas money (I've…

to my fellow scrooges

Okay, can we get real for a second? It doesn't feel like Christmas. I'm really trying. I'm buying my gifts and listening to the carols and doing my best to show light and love to my fellow person. But? I feel a huge weight over the world these days. And tonight it's pretty heavy. So…

steps and stakes

I've been thinking a lot about what I want lately. Your last year of college (and really all the years before that, but mainly this one), you get a lot of the question, "so what are your plans for next year?" or some variation. Really they're just asking, what do you want to do? Who…

autumnal snippets

As Tom Hanks narrates so pleasantly in You've Got Mail, fall makes me think of school starting, and vice versa. Both make me feel optimistic and crisp. I finally cracked and bought a new spiral notebook for one of my classes instead of recycling old ones, and I love the newness and potential of all those…

my first chaco tan and other lessons

Sunday afternoon, I rolled up to my house with a duffel bag full of damp, filthy laundry, some awesome tan lines, and the sweet peace of Christ. These past 11 weeks have been some of the hardest, but formative and cleansing weeks of my life. I can't sum all the lessons, crazy stories, and explanations…

those last few suitcase items

It's my last day at home (possibly till Thanksgiving- woah), and I'm taking a break from stuffing t-shirts into a duffel bag to share some of the random things that are peppering my life lately, as I frantically do the things I won't be able to in a couple days while simultaneously trying to get all…

the sandwich innards of summer

I have two weeks between the end of junior year at Gordon and the beginning of my summer job up at a summer camp in the Adirondacks. It is currently right in the middle of that time, so I'm home, getting over a cold and wondering what to do with myself. I guess you could call…