THIS IS WHERE THEY FOUND THE BODY

Your willingness to enter The Open. In life. In Tennis. You show up. And you reckon with what is. You get Served. Ace. After Ace after Ace. …

EMILY I feel like we should kiss. Why? Because we both need to get it out of the way. And we’re best friends. That doesn’t seem like a good enough reason. Why not? Aren’t we supposed to feel something? Like what? I don’t know. Are you talking about a boner…

This will be the day we remember the flowers we picked. This day you rolled your tears across your smile. When we remember in our pain, we do not suffer. Our time is together joy. A moment. Where ecstasy is all we shall reap. I sat in the freshly stained…

LIGHT PAINTING “Fuck. I’m so broken.” I didn’t know if I should reach over and hold her hand or pull her in close so her mucous could be absorbed into the cotton of my t-shirt. We were friends. But friends without touching body parts. As stupid as it sounds to…

BLAKE A burrito. Man, no fair. What’s not fair? he asked. Burritos are gold where I come from. Where do you come from? Venice Beach. That’s not fair. Yeah. Where do you come from? Here. We’re even then. My mom’s really into burritos. Says they’re easier to pack then bento boxes…

Of all the things I could complain about. I feel bad. I feel bad about complaining because sometimes people die. Sometimes there is war. Sometimes there are a lot of things that are probably worse than what I feel in my own life. For example, if some really scary person…

JUMPING ROPE I. The body remembers when the mind forgets. The body remembers what the mind forgets. The body remembers. The body remembers. The body remembers. Everything. Every, every thing. II. It’s a funny game this jumping rope. I play it with my kids. Every day we are making up…

He says a dream, “is like everything is the same and not the same at all.” “Like things happen when you sleep,” he says, “and then you wake-up and you’re the same, but you’re not. Because things changed. They shifted in invisible places.” We were sitting on an orange leather…