“One day you finally knew what you had to do,” by Julia on the 99

Monday December 11

6:54pm

5 minutes

The Journey

Mary Oliver

You decided to wear those jeans. Those light washed jeans with the holes in the knees and the music note above the left pocket. You knew what you needed to do. You always knew. I realized you were serious when you wore those jeans. And I don’t know if I would have been supportive if you had asked me first. I might have told you it was a bit too on the nose. Or maybe infantilizing. Admittedly I’m not the best one to ask for my opinion about jeans. I have been told that my cynicism gets in the way of true happiness. But you didn’t need me to tell you what I thought. You already knew. You were waiting for your insides to know; to match the outside. And when we went into that funeral home and sat down a few rows from the casket, it all added it up anyway.

“the jeans have not been washed yet” by Julia at Starbucks


Wednesday July 20, 2016 at Starbucks
7:16am
5 minutes
Grasshopper Jungle
Andrew Smith


I invited Elliot back to my apartment after drinks because he tied a cherry stem in a knot with his tongue and I wanted to see if he was a one trick pony or if his tongue could tie other things into knots…
When we got back to my place I told him to make himself comfortable while I poured us some scotch. But then I remembered he was wearing dark denim, and I had to rush out to see if he had plopped his Abercrombie & Fitch ass down on my new white couch. He had. I tried to act cool, but I could practically see his jeans forming a navy puddle underneath him. Was he sweating or something? Didn’t he know you have to wash new jeans before you wear them? Didn’t he think, oh I might ruin this sweet Norwegian couch?

“I can go by myself” by Sasha at Jericho Beach plaza


Friday, September 4, 2015
5:52pm
5 minutes
Overheard at the library

Adele taught me how to say “fuck you” in Spanish, how to steal a pair of jeans from the mall, how to insert a tampon, how to french kiss, how to sneak in the basement window of my parent’s house, and how to drink whiskey on the rocks.

Adele taught me how to say “yes”, how to take a good photo with my phone, how to ride the subway in New York, how to lose ten pounds without barely trying and how to listen like my life depended on it.

”you push into a new space.” By Sasha at Kafka’s


Wednesday June 3, 2015 at Kafka’s
11:01am
5 minutes
http://www.mysticmamma.com/the-theme-for-june-2015-is-creative-action/

You
in your oldest jeans and a threadbare flannel shirt
green and blue plaid
You
hands in your pockets
quietly jingling your nickels and dimes
You
all cedar wisdom and morning sweetness
a musky leader never leaving the ring
You
scribbling prophecies in your notebook
collaging dreams with photographs from albums filled with unknown faces
You
push into a new space
lift up to be bigger and deeper and more fluid
You
jump but in stillness
dive but in

“This is why you need to clean your room” by Sasha on the 99 going West


Wednesday March 4, 2015
12:25pm
5 minutes
overheard on the subway

this one
bursting like blueberry
folds the corners down
tucks in the edges
smoothes the bumps and
she’s out the door
i think about
the time before
when she hid behind my leg
when she clutched the fabric of my jeans
this one
she reminds me of her father
quiet but
stubborn
determined
“i’m going to join the rowing club”
she sleeps late
we tiptoe
i “shush” her father
“she needs sleep now”
she’s growing wisdom
seeds in her heart
in her toes
she’s growing possibility
reaching down
reaching up
this one
a leg out
away
a
leg in
here at home