13 Years Later

The more time that passes, the stranger I feel about what happened 13 years ago. At the same time that my memories of that day are acutely clear in my mind — from waking up, to watching grainy footage on my laptop, to gathering in silence around televisions, to picking at our food in a […]

One Day, One Night

I have a vision that when Persephone emerges from the underworld, flowers spring up in her footsteps. Delicate hyacinths and daffodils and nodding narcissus, tulips and irises. Spring flowers, bulbs, the things that grow deep underground in the darkness and cold and then force their way to the surface when the weather starts to turn […]

Snow

People often like to say that California does not have seasons. These are the same witty people who seem to be under the impression that the entire state is a palm-lined beach that remains a balmy 72 degrees year-round. This despite the fact that California is an extremely large state. With mountains. And ski resorts. […]

Rain

The rain started early this year. It was a Sunday night, I remember, because I woke up in the middle of the night to the sound of rain clattering softly on the roof, and thought about how nice it would be to get to work in the morning with the rain pouring down outside. I […]

The Washing Machine

Socrates wore his Saturday best on the day the washing machine was delivered. I know this because he was still wearing it when he arrived at our house nearly eight hours later, banging on the door with enough energy to wake the dead. ‘Hello there,’ my father said, as though the sight of a very […]

A Day Trip to Mytilene

I cannot remember why we needed to go to Mytilene. I suspect it may have been for saxophone reeds, but I could be mistaken. I do remember that we didn’t have anything heavy with us, so we can’t have been selling cheese for Markos. Maybe we just wanted to get out of town for a […]

Formative Books

I’ve been thinking a lot lately about the formative books of my childhood, those books I read that had such an impact on me that I still think about them (and in some cases, still own them). People often dismiss children’s books as a genre when they can really be an important part of person’s […]