Ryan: Aren’t you going to ask me how my trip to Thailand was?
Pam: How was your trip to Thailand, Ryan?
Ryan: It was indescribable.
Grilling on the beach
Aussie
Surfy Sunday
McCarthy, Alaska
Jeweler's Row
solar eclipse
nowhere to be
a trip before a trip
photos from a walk around Seattle by Kira (and a couple from me)
I don't see things as they are
Find me something that floats alone, in stillness.
for all is pulled by the current of story.
Once, long ago, we decided this would be how we bring it with us.
The story was a way to meaning
Never asking, and yet we answer.
but we are in the river, too
and I never learned how to swim upstream.
The Light (Her Hands Were Leaves)
the abduction
On this night, the final night of 2022, I was abducted by aliens on the 600 block of South Street, only doors down from Olympia II Pizza (assumed sequel to the very, very successful Olympia I). Although I look worried, I was really more surprised— I had just enjoyed a very lovely night, eating soup dumplings in Chinatown and walking home in the rain with my girlfriend. As I beamed up towards the spaceship, it occurred to me just how many dumplings I had eaten, and it struck me that I was sort of a human soup dumpling myself. I couldn’t help but wonder whether this made me more appealing to the extraterrestrials.
