Dear God. If in the End

Dear God. If in the End we had no internet no hot water in the kettle no books riddled with notes or bedclothes yellowed by the lamplight If in the end you were as close to me as I am to knowing every star, marking each with naked eye, reciting cinematic names and vectors If…

(listening to Russian poets)

“For to live means to sing, to love, to rage, and to tear things to shreds, while…faces look on and pupils burn.” –Nicolay Aseev (Choosing to ignore for a moment that Aseev wrote this in a bullfighting context.) (Because advice is advice amirite)

sometimes, “staying together for the kids” needs to suck it

Note: I’m in a (long!) marriage that I love, and I don’t have kids. That said: Many of my friends are contemplating divorce. And I’ve noticed that, when kids are involved, a super-sized ever-present argument gets touted about how parents should “stick it out for the kids.” If you’ve experienced a more nuanced approach to divorce with…