Journal

Dispatches and speculations from the American roadside.



November 10, 2020

Spirit

In the beginning, God was only “a permanently existing ghost.”

November 9, 2020

Test

Shops are removing the plywood boards from their windows after barricading for riots that never came.

November 8, 2020

Shift

Yes, I wept as Kamala Harris and Joe Biden gave their acceptance speeches in a Delaware parking lot.

November 7, 2020

Catharsis

The networks called the race for president at 11:26 this morning, and the city erupted in cheers.

November 6, 2020

Endless

Meanwhile, we wait for a signal, a 72-point headline or a glossy cable news graphic that cements and formalizes.

November 5, 2020

Goo

Patchy sleep and fever dreams of narrow margins and outstanding ballots. But it’s not much different from waking life right now.

November 4, 2020

Razor

A slow-motion drift in Pennsylvania. Refresh. A lot of places are sold out of nicotine gum.

November 3, 2020

Election

After so many months of isolation, working the polls for seventeen hours reminded me of something important: New Yorkers are beautiful and insane.

November 2, 2020

Gesture

I was mortified by just how childish I’d become, that I would allow any man to crank my lizard-brain into full swing.

November 1, 2020

Hour

The end of Daylight Savings Time is my favorite holiday because it creates more night.

October 31, 2020

Halloween

America hit nearly 100,000 new infections yesterday. Britain declared another lockdown tonight, joining Germany and France.

October 30, 2020

Devil

My first understanding of how media hysteria works, the way it creates a dark scoreboard with a record begging to be broken.