A playbill, Phantom, New York City, December 2003.

The first dollar I ever earned making art.

Marie Laveau’s House of Voodoo, New Orleans.

The Nashville Chamber Orchestra, Valentine’s Day 2004.

Every school play I acted in as a child. The Junior Prom.

The New York City Ballet, the Nutcracker, December 9th 1995. Carsick on the way to the city, my Uncle Mike’s youthful laughter. 

Chunks of pages of a paperback edition of 1984, found on the floor of my high school, torn apart in a rage.

A valentine from a dead man. 

The invitation to a 17th birthday–now, the invitation to a wedding. Time, time, time.

Two glass marbles, and I can’t remember why.