A room without a book (and a chaise longue) is like a body without a soul.

An Uncovering

November 14, 2014 • 0
It was reassuring to see how human hands had opened these books and very humanly reshelved them the wrong way. I did not rearrange them. A slim, closed volume is always a surprise.
Ails well that ends well.

Health in Harmony

February 21, 2014 • 0
In 4th grade, I fractured my right humerus in an arm-wrestling match with my elementary-school crush and shortly afterward caught a terrific bout of cold.
Putting pen to paper

Lines and Letters

October 18, 2013 • 0
You have to be buzzed in to enter the Institute Library — an unusual formality in the otherwise casual hullabaloo of Chapel Street, and yet it lends the institution an air of old-timey charm. I press the button, wait for a crackling, and when asked, “What are you here for?” answer honestly: “I’d like to see the books.”