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.