Category: 2024
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Speculations
Today is my mom’s 62nd birthday. That means that 31 years ago, she was pregnant with me. It’s quite possible that 31 years ago, she was swimming in a pool in Danville, the family cat, Cow Kitty, by a window at home. Cow Kitty is the subject of one of my series of security questions,…
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California
I say I didn’t plan to come back to California, yet in my own words I find contradictions to this claim. That I cannot explain why I chose to leave, that I planned to come back in two years or five years or ten, and that I refuse to give up my driver’s license in…
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& other endings
I spent some years of my twenties tethered to a single storyline in my life. It’s the one in which after false starts, and false stops, and what you like to call bad timing, you can love the person you believe you want to, or should, or have all this time. It’s the ‘one day’…
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Imagined Endings
There is reason to believe I have become overconfident here, I swim across the municipal lake from the unpatrolled side, I cross the streets between tram lights and street lights that might be green or might be yellow but I’m going, anyway, I catch the 3-line instead of the 160 as Google Maps has directed…
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In Writing
I know it’s not very zen of me, but I have been living in next January. Next January, I’ll move back to my beloved Marin hills. I’ll get a set of Eggshell pasta bowls from East Fork, they’re speckled, and they’ll compliment the dark wood paneling of the studio I’ll find, they’ll compliment the redwoods…
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Comings & Goings
I find myself in a Starbucks in Annapolis, Maryland, it’s the capital, which I remember because it’s one of the capitals in the 5th grade States & Capitals deck that is not the city you’d expect. Salem, Oregon. Lansing, Michigan. Carson City, Nevada. Olympia, Washington. But I’d no less expect to be in Baltimore than…
Sophia Steffens 