I cleaned up twenty typewriters today. Most are in great shape. About half need new ink. Luckily my department ordered ribbons for me. My AMC has problems. The carriage lever, which always collided with the typewriter cover, broke off. I think a previous owner placed a heavy object on the machine. That said, what remains…
For Murphy
We shall always love you, Murphy. (3/17/14-2/6/26)
A Return to Boston
I’m in Boston for spring break, and today is Saint Patrick’s Day. I’m staying in Allston, which is between my two main destinations: Boston College and Downtown. (This is also the area in which my parents grew up, met, and wed–Brighton, really.) The hotel is a thirty-minute walk to Allston Station, so I’m still getting…
Poem for Eliezane
Haven’t had much time for creative writing lately, and my typewriters have been giving me sad-dog eyes. I dreamt this up for Eliezane last night. I woke up at around 4AM with the words swirling in my brain. Now the dogs are playing.
