jolie laide: All Staff Retreat

jolie laide

I started this when I lived in Brooklyn and struggled for grace in a city that grants moments of beauty and ugliness breathtakingly close to one another. Now I live in a place where things are a different kind of ugly and the beauty is pedestrian. I struggle with that.


All Staff Retreat

It's way past my bedtime and the poker game is still going on. The construction crew has drunk all my scotch. A jovial slab of pink-cheeked Ohio Irish has outbluffed a skillet-faced hatchet from Michigan. I am standing with a man from a farm in the southwest. He wonders how he got here. I know my route has had more turns than my grandmother's spinning wheel, but I know exactly where I am.


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