The artist looks at the blurry decades-old tattoo on my back. Over my shoulder I say to her, “It hurt so much. It felt…
Heartbreak, they tell you, goes away eventually.
Someone once told me that craving a particular thing is your body’s way of trying to tell you important…
There’s a picture of me stuck somewhere between the pages of a photo album with a group of friends. I am…
Five years ago I lived, for a time, in a large one-bedroom apartment on one of the most beautiful streets…
Some ways north of San Francisco, over a winding mountain pass, sits one of the oldest lakes in…
All my life I wanted to be cool. Of course, the wanting to be cool is where it all goes wrong. It is the…
Some nights, many miles away from California, I would awaken after only a few hours. Around 3:00 or 4:00 in…
One night in a cabin perched above a river, tucked away in a forest thick with redwoods and ferns, I let…