sustainable systems & storytelling
Imagine a five-foot-nothing Italian with a heavy accent, oversized nose, and enough stories to ensure you always circumnavigate away from his porch if you're in a rush. His goodbyes involve kisses on the checks and finger-wagging reminders that he expects to be invited to the (eventual) wedding. This is my dear, elderly neighbor, Nico. Four... Continue Reading →
My boyfriend is a bit of a smartass. Whether pranks (like the April Fool's Day he convinced his father that Costco was closing and my mother that we were expecting), puns (which his mother refers to as two-thirds of a pun--a "P U") or miscellaneous silliness (like caressing my hair with a creepy "little hand"... Continue Reading →
It began years ago. I was ten. My parents had taken me and my brother to the children’s theatre to see Puss in Boots. It was a great show. I loved it. My mom even bought me a plush Puss with removable boots. I couldn’t have been happier, or so I thought. I ate my... Continue Reading →
I begrudgingly signed up for online dating on a Sunday. I wanted to try it so I could knock it all I wanted. Good guys are hard to come by, dating sucks and I needed an excuse to give up. Within hours of signing up, I had received dozens of messages, mostly “hii beutiful” and... Continue Reading →
I met her by chance, yet it seemed an inevitable fate. That first moment our eyes locked I saw our future together, And I suddenly understood the meaning of forever. As I gently took her hands in mine, electricity jolted me back to life. Her smile revealed her as the woman for whom I have... Continue Reading →
I love you. I love you more. I love you most. I love you times infinity. I love you to the negative one-twelfth... which is the sum of all natural numbers... which is actually greater than infinity. Quantum field theory, quite simply, my love. I win. Goddammit.
The moon tugs until her arms grow weary. She sits back and sighs, awaiting a second wind which will never arrive. Slowly, she dozes off as the tide rolls out. Faithfully, she returns to work the following day. And every day. Human emotions closely mimic the mannerisms of the moon. The midnight orb's apparent effort,... Continue Reading →
My boyfriend and I recently decided to assess ways of cutting back on our spending. We don't eat out, we don't have debt, and neither of us is prone to impulse spending. Overall, we're pretty good with money. So, we did what any frugal couple in our shoes would do: we tried out cheap toilet paper.... Continue Reading →
A hammer is drawn back, drywall crumbles to the ground, revealing pink foam, soaked-- speckled with fuzzy green leisions. The edges of the wood floor curve upwards, scooping remnants of the living room into their palms. Support beams shiver nervously, stripped naked, surrounded by machinery. The sofa, couch, and coffee table displaced, tipped... Continue Reading →
