losing larry

what I'd give to be right here, delighting in a tale you've spun before and has us no less enraptured. you're famous for keeping the light on your guests, but no one on the planet could tell a story like you. I miss it with gripping ferocity.⠀
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for six years you occupied a giant presence in my life; a sliver of your time here, a healthy slice of mine. writing your questions meant trying to slip into your brain until parts of you felt as familiar as myself. I carry a trove of peak experiences for which you are the cause– emmy ceremonies and luminary run-ins and the way it felt to make you laugh.

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learning to love my bits

when I was younger and just learning to be self-conscious, I despised this mole. its uncommonness I thought made it ugly, and I remember going so far as to sew fabric into a bikini to cover it up. now it’s one of those details I love on me, a lowkey distinguishing characteristic and something to say you’re looking at when it’s actually my braless boobs. if you’re nice I will almost always pretend to believe you.⁣

there isn’t a woman I know, myself included, who couldn’t immediately rattle off five things about her body she doesn’t like. I wish we’d spend more time appreciating five things we do.

to sisterhood

what a year, sis. it’s one we did and didn’t see coming – a year of planned milestones and unanticipated hard lefts, as we recalibrated our careers, our bad habits, our notions of what we want.

it strikes me we’ve been trafficking in polarities, where weekendlong sorority sleepovers met hours spent mining the realities that accompany age. we pretended we were younger, had different names, fewer questions – and then woke up grateful for the shades of grey we occupy.

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when you showed up

I'm two days late to this lest I scare someone by being prompt about anything, and anyway, this man deserves a day all his own. THIS MAN, who showed up one afternoon when I was 14 with a broad smile and big bear hug and has existed in a heartspace exclusively his ever since. who, though he was already doing the work of raising three curious, complex daughters, welcomed a fourth – in all my highly opinionated and high maintenance teenagehood – as his own from that first embrace, capping a hole I didn't know was there until he filled it.

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for em, heading east

to be your friend is to feel like I’m perennially on the inside of a delicious secret. we traffic in knowing glances, hands held, laughter moored to hilarious somethings and sometimes very little; somehow the source never seems to matter. people say ‘what’s going on between you two?’ and the answer is ‘nothing.’ or maybe everything. who knows? It’s an essence, and it’s ours. ⠀
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you brim with soulful sensitivity and an appreciation for small pleasures, my partner in losing it when the beat drops – in that weird warehouse, on a strip of palm-punctured sand, astride some leonard or another – or before a well-stocked erewhon bev case.

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a mirror, an evolution

your birthday was yesterday and you’re less than four feet from me at present which makes this all a little silly, but there are some things I want to memorialize. these past few months with you have been a gift. we’ve led busy, buzzy lives, and when the world stopped, we poured that momentum into each other – exploring, reaching deeper, luxuriating in the space to mine each other’s hearts and minds in ways regular life seldom allows. I’ve found myself rewriting my vows to you over and over during this time – as you’ve helped me see new parts of you, gently reflected pieces of me.

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musings