love
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Nick Cave Monday #14: “Wild World”
There’s a soundtrack for when I’m about to fall in love with a girl. That precious gap of time between getting to know each other physically and mentally before diving in the pool of vulnerability and embracing love and commitment. Laying…
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The Friendship Contract
She paid for the rose, took it from me and placed it carefully on the ground in front of the cart. Smiling faintly, she ground the flower into the concrete, smashing it hard with the thick heel of her black…
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A Story of Equine Intimacy
“She had big brown eyes, long eyelashes, and a light brown mane and tail. It may not seem possible but I saw a shy smile on her lips. She tried to make believe that she didn’t notice me.” At BOMB, an…
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Elegy and Affirmation
McSweeney’s interviews Rebecca Lindenberg about her first book Love, an Index, making poetry out of Facebook statuses, “maximalism,” and more. “I think there is a general misconception that you write poems because you ‘have something to say.’ I think, actually,…
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“The Phlebotomist”
Sativa January’s story, “The Phlebotomist” is about love, marriage and swingers, published on Our Stories, an online journal that publishes the best fiction on the web. Here’s an excerpt: “But as Linda ripened and cured, marriage did something: It made…
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Albums of Our Lives: Shooter Jennings’ Put the O Back in Country
Sometimes the boy you love introduces you to the man you fall in love with. The boy and the man are not the same person. This is not intentional.
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“If You Ever Write About Me…”
“Nothing links up, nothing makes sense, there’s only feelings and actions as you’re lost to something bigger than yourself. There is no cause. In that way, and perhaps in that way only, it’s like love.” Conner Habib writes a beautiful…
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Franzian Guidance
Jonathan Franzen dispensed some optimistic guidance in a NY Times Op-Ed essay, an adaptation of his recent commencement speech to Kenyon graduates. He covers techno-consumerism, the environmentalist anger that once confined him to his room and his bird-watching revelation that…
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Tender Speech
“When two people part it is the one who is not in love who makes the tender speeches.” –In Search of Lost Time, Marcel Proust
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Suppose I Kept on Singing Love Songs Just to Break My Own Fall
I don’t remember what I was doing when my aunt called to tell me my father was dying.
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Tandem Reading
I’m a huge fan of tandem reading: reading two books at a time, one of which is usually a novel, the other of which is usually a book of stories, essays, poems, fragments or lyric randomness. I find the dialogue…
