Author Archives: universalchampion

today when i got home from work, my bicycle was gone.it was like being in a dream. when i had left, sleepily, around 8am, it had been there: chained around the thin tree outside my building, a kryptonite u lock holding it all together. it was the same place i had always kept it. neighborsContinue reading “rip bike”

My freshman year at NYU, I walked into my social criticism class and casually tossed my new issue of Ms magazine on the table. The cover–which I can only find now in this little jpeg–showed two girls (young, with short dyed hair, ball chain necklaces, and heavy eyeliner) on the cusp of making out. Later,Continue reading “loving +dreading+ loving the dyke march”

Last Friday evening, after declining dinner invitations to take a much needed walk around downtown before finally settling on heading home, I stood on the F train platform at 2nd Ave. A couple next to me–the woman carrying a potted orchid–looked at my tattoo, then smiled. I smiled back. My tattoo has invited a varietyContinue reading “only in new york”

“This will sound cheesy, but every single one of these stories, as I was writing it, was the hardest story I’d ever written. Every single one felt like a failure, felt lifeless, felt fraudulent at advanced stages. And in typically perverse fashion, every single one also felt the truest.” –Nam Le on the stories inContinue reading “the hardest/the truest”

When the sun finally came out this weekend, I went with my father, who was visiting, to the new edition of Brooklyn Flea under the Brooklyn Bridge. Afterward, we passed a small farmers market, where I treated myself to fresh strawberries, asparagus, and shelling peas. There is a late afternoon time of day, in everyContinue reading “shelling”

This is Professor. He’s my first cat. Honestly: part of my motivation to adopt a cat now in my life is my thinking that if I had a cat, I would stay home more, and if I stayed home more, I would write more. Yes to the staying home part. But while at home, wholeContinue reading “cat”

this is artwork by my friend suzanne goldenberg. she takes thread and magazines and boxes and paper and glitter and things and makes things which are incredible. i rode my bike to her open studio today, which was part of Bushwick Open Studios & Art Festival. her studio was the most wonderful little box ofContinue reading “art studio”

This is one of only two photos I took in Tulum, Mexico. These are my feet, in a hammock, on the porch of our beach front room at Nueva Vida de Ramiro, at dusk on the Caribbean Sea. For five days, I turned off my iphone and detoxed from phone calls, gchat, twitter, facebook, e-mail,Continue reading “mexico”

i had grand plans of writing/drafting/blogging tonight. but alas: this is all i did. word count = 0

-worked a tiny tiny bit on my other blog-listened to this song over and over and over-started reading short comic stories predicting the future:-will put on a dress on friday-will see my brother on saturday-will walk on sunday word count: 253