Archive - EVERYTHING IS A LOVE LETTER

two lovers kiss via stone fruit (with tomato interlude)

Eventually, you eat the last fresh tomato of the season: the last one that will ever be eaten from the summer of this year.

Feb 22 •

November 2024

ways to find out where you are

the show/the lie/the truth

Nov 7, 2024 •

October 2024

the bookstore, and the growing-up

Oct 13, 2024 •

May 2024

two thoughts for May

1. There is a place I like to go.

May 12, 2024 •

March 2024

where can I be when I am not in your kitchen?

where can I be when I am not in your kitchen?

Mar 1, 2024 •

February 2024

Feb 1, 2024 •

December 2023

on being a crybaby & the sanctity of tears

Dec 31, 2023 •

October 2023

light me up like a saint on the russian orthodox church feels like minus twenty with the wind chill and i’m like shit between clenched teeth it’s…

Oct 31, 2023 •

if it were a snake it would've bit you

On account of her never having had children of her own, and being alone in that old house for all those years since the untimely (and, some would say…

Oct 3, 2023 •

August 2023

3 times I cried in June

Aug 1, 2023 •

June 2023

incantation for a gemini

It's blossom season. It’s warm with a bite,

Jun 28, 2023 •

April 2023

once, I was fourteen.

Apr 26, 2023 •

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