summer gathered in the weather
The photographs visit me in my sleep. In the early mornings I lay awake, dreams of their elusive promise still vivid in my mind. They stop me in my tracks where I run, and I halt, gasping for air,...
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Work all day and up all night, petals falling from the sky like snow. Plants warm and dewy under my feet, mist hanging over the land. Full moon illuminating a glittering sea, rocked to sleep on a dock...
View ArticleFourth of July: Waking Up Dreaming
My knees grew scratched and bleeding, scrambling onto a dock from bioluminescent seas. One day I woke up on a couch and realized that it was the fourth of July. Sunlight filtered through the window;...
View ArticleChasing Fog
I had said it at the very beginning of the summer. If it’s foggy and you’re awake, call. Wake me up. It doesn’t matter. The day finally came and I could feel it. I had already picked up my phone when...
View ArticleEasternmost
Summer all hot and fragrant in the air, callused feet. Moths fluttering around a porch light and we all duck under them fast and slam the door behind. Floating in a warm lake at night with blazing...
View ArticleAnd There It Goes
This is the last week. The last days of this summery dream, warm nights under stars and swimming in lakes, oceans, talking about photography, waking up on couches or in tents, working with the warmest...
View Articledriving south, flying north.
My last morning in Maine glowed in golden sunlight, the world renewed and glistening from days of torrential rain. There was little time but one last batch of blueberry pancakes would be made; one...
View ArticleThe Third New England Fall
After Iceland, there was fall at RISD. Fall was a bit of a struggle. Being on crutches, living alone, going to five classes while working three jobs and a part-time internship, turned out to be a...
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