in new york you can be a new womyn

because i’m obsessed with place, at some point i had to dwell on new york. if anything, it’s romantic of me: bagels, snowy boots by the door, the morning walk in brooklyn last year that made me think i could be a new yorker, bagels. it’s just, today a breeze picked up and the temperature fell below 70 and briefly when i shivered i thought … Continue reading in new york you can be a new womyn

girl girl girlgirlgirl

we meet for lunch — she tells me she goes to ladakh when she is feeling low. “in college, i struggled with depression. ladakh essentially cured me. there was no sadness possible there; only magic, dragons.” i nod, wondering why i never talked about dragons with anyone while i was there, and where sadness goes & stays. she is a hugger who calls her hometown … Continue reading girl girl girlgirlgirl