Providence, RI.
You’re never too old for Campus Dance. Or a post-dance
pizza fest in someone’s undergrad dorm, apparently.
Oh college, you’re just as lovely as I remembered.

Providence, RI.
These are select members of my fierce lady gang. They are all
holding up articles of my clothing that they will either
A. claim B. trade C. give to goodwill or D. make fun of me
for ever having owned. You don’t want to mess with my crew.

Grinnell, IA.
This fancy hat is what the President of Grinnell College
gets to wear at commencement. Nobody else gets to wear
such a stylin’ chapeau. However, if you get an Honorary
Doctorate of Humane Letters, you do get to wear a
velvet sash/hood over your cap and gown. So. That’s
pretty sweet. And by “pretty sweet” I mean “an unbelievably
exciting moment in my life and huge freaking honor.”

Grinnell, IA.
Tornado Watch.

Katonah, NY.
Another entry in the Most Bizarre Prop Found
Backstage At A School Show Contest.

New York, NY.
Trade Secret: Chocolate Peanut Butter Pie
from Bubby’s. 24 hours a day.

Fredericton, New Brunswick, CA.
Meanwhile, in Canada.

New York, NY.
I haven’t been to the Metropolitan Opera since
I was a little kid. My grandmother used to take
me once every two years or so. I remember most
the red velvet walls that I would run my hands
over as I walked up the stairs, and the beautiful
starry chandeliers that rose into the ceiling
before the show began. Both were just as dreamy today.

Cold Spring, NY.
Visiting superstar Jeffrey McDaniel for a poetry workshop at his home.

Subway, NYC.
*fewer