14th December 2000

Kim Addonizio’s letter-perfect description of love:

“It’s the timbre of someone’s voice, the shape of their hands, the way they open a grapefruit or turn toward something that captures their attention. It’s the scar and the history of the scar, the pattern of small moles scattered on the forearm or belly, the words said or not said in love making, the individual, the unmistakable impress of that mouth and not another.”

3:53 p.m.

San Francisco moment:

Guy on the street wearing the head of a kid’s tiger costume as a hood, complete with ears. No one looks twice. God, I love this town.

12:02 p.m.