Every Hidden Thing

"I am of those who like to stay late at the cafe," the older waiter said. "With all those who do not want to go to bed. With ...

Man. I'd like to believe there was a time when I responded to criticism with fiery resilience, and impenetrable wit, but I don't thi...

Girl next to me, senior in high school, chatting animatedly with her tutor, rattling off a lengthy list of potential universities: MIT, Duke...

The slow bend of reconciliation sidles in through the side door two hands touching on the shopping cart your elbow grazing mine in a stuf...

When the stick of the day spreads around you like that old quilt, the batting spilling out and over, falling through the air, surrendering...