Beirut in my hometown

Beirut is playing tomorrow in Milwaukee at Turner Hall.  I so want to be home now.
Shows out here are insanely packed and expensive and hard to get to and the fact that it will be an intimate show and inexpensive and in MILWAUKEE yeeee I wish I was there.

Thanksgiving

I'm in Marin County at my Godparents for Thanksgiving, and I forgot how charming the Bay Area is! There are so many things to be thankful for.

1. My family.  We have gone through a lot this past year, and it has made me realize how much I need them.  My parents are so devoted. My brother continues to be the most important friend I have. We will stay strong as a family, no matter what. 

2. My friends.  My friends from home, who understand my roots, who know my history.  My girls at Scripps, the brightest young things I've ever seen.  240 housemates. Jonah and Joseph, my improv brothers, and Box, my improv family. And my camp friends, who understand the magic of Leelanau and Kohahna. 

3. My education.  The fact that I feel stable in my learning, and growth as a student and a person.  I am so grateful to be at the Claremont Colleges, surrounded by people that are inspiring every day.

Can't

Pasadena

Art history homework is so much easier to do in Pasadena, surrounded by pastries and coffee.

The Last Night

They knew it was me. 

Through my scent, they way I walked

My “heyyyy girls,” 

The slip under the fence, the clasp of my abs, the soft swing of my hair

Knotted in damp curls

Told them I was no predator

And how small I feel

When stating up at the white abyss that knows no end

Reflected in black marble,

Far as visible

A cool so deep 

That in between my arms

Rippling with taught muscle

All I feel is 

Open.

They were all sleeping, 

Together, under the overhang of the barn,

The hot breath through giant nostrils

The calm swish of long tail.

She put her nose to my stomach 

And I breathed. I breathed the air of eight years.

The holy air

Pure as the milky way

I sat there, in the dust, cradled by my horses

And cried and cried and cried. 

And they understood.