Albuquerque cherries.
An adobe house on the way to Taos, New Mexico. Photo by Callie Neylan, 2008.
Albuquerque isn’t really anything
On Christmas cards, #MeToo, and feminism.
I am sitting at my kitchen bar with a lemon Perrier bottle next to my laptop on faux marble counters.
Losing Oslo.
Seattle, Washington. Wednesday, August 2, 2017. 10:52 p.m. Pacific Daylight Time.
Dearest Callie,
I am sitting on the
Wednesday, April 13. The shoes I wore to meet the architect.
Living in a trailer isn’t so bad. That’s what I like to tell myself, anyway. I moved into
Tuesday, Sept 8th. The shoes I wore to meet the architect.
In my life, I have been told I resemble a prettier version of Allison Janney; easily passed off as Katharine
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