All of Everything

February 20, 2018April 6, 2018 ~ Piece, of the Sky

moving on

Xen and Alli walked down the boardwalk. The beach ran parallel to them. The street fair was in full swing. Venders were selling cotton candy and huge, warm pretzels. Lights were strung up, all along the thoroughfare. People strolled and strode the length of the promenade. The night brought a much-needed respite from the day’s summer heat.

They sat down on a bench under a large tree. Paper lanterns hung from a few lower branches. Xen put her hand in Alli’s. Her hair floated briefly in the night’s first breeze. Alli could hear the waves lapping greedily at the shore, before receding and heading back out into the bay.

“So, you’re going to stay in New York?” Xen asked.

Alli nodded, “I am going to open up a restaurant.”

“What kind of restaurant?” Xen wondered.

“Italian-Asian fusion,” Alli joked.

“I’m serious!” Xen said.

Alli looked up. A shadow had crossed their path. Nealy was blocking the street lamp light.

“Oh hi, I didn’t see you two there!” Nealy said, “How are you?”

Xen and Alli got up. Alli shook Nealy’s hand and hugged her. She turned to Xen, “Xen, this is Nealy. Nealy, this is Xen.”

“A pleasure to meet you,” Nealy said.

“No, really,” Xen laughed, “The pleasure is mine.”

Nealy, looked between them, “How did you two meet?”

Alli hooked her thumbs in her belt loops, “Oh, you know – Labyrinth.”

“Ah yes,” Nealy chuckled, “The old watering hole.”

“Do you want to grab a coffee with us?” Xen added “I’d love to learn more about you. Alli speaks highly of you.”

Nealy smiled, bemused, “She does? Well, look, I just got off from work, so I could use a bite to eat.”

A taxi ride later, they all sat in Costa Coffee, drinking a round of dirty chai.

“What do you do for a living?” Nealy asked Xen.

“I manage restaurants, like Nobu and Noma,” Xen said, sipping her tea.

“What an amazing job,” Nealy said. Turning to Alli, she said, “And you just ran into her at Labyrinth?”

“It was a rainy day. The clientele must have been different,” Alli shrugged.

“And what happens next?” Nealy said, with a bit of mischief.

Xen and Alli looked at each other. “I don’t know,” Alli laughed.

Xen also laughed, “I was telling her about my cabin upstate.”

“A magic cabin,” Nealy grinned.

“Well, summer isn’t going to last forever,” Alli said.

“You’re welcome to come too, Nealy,” Xen said.

“I will consider it,” Nealy said, getting up, “Especially, if there’s barbeque.”

They caught separate taxis, Xen and Alli, headed to Alli’s apartment in Midtown, and Nealy, heading home, to Williamsburg.

“See you around Nealy,” Xen said, “Great to meet you!”

“We have to catch up some time,” Alli said, opening the taxi door for Xen.

“Of course!” Nealy said, getting in her cab, “Just text me.”

As Nealy’s taxi pulled away, Alli couldn’t help feeling a pang of guilt. But she pushed the sadness down below, into her gut. She walked around the car, to her door.

when i am home

Songs

コンシャスTHOUGHTS:

All night (feat. ローマン Roman)

BACKWHEN:

Dynasty (feat. Watermane)

Map of the Universe

February 16, 2018May 13, 2018 ~ Piece, of the Sky

It was cool under the boardwalk. The logs were damp, constantly hammered by the spray. Crabs sauntered sideways over sea shells. The waves traveled out to the top of the world, to some unknown ice cap, latitude: zero degrees.

Alli was far away from any ice floes. In preparation for the end of the day, the sun had braised the sky a dull goldenrod.

Nealy sat beside her, under the beams. Her arms were tan, after spending an entire day at the beach, surfing and eating mangoes. “What are you going to do after graduation?” she asked.

“Go to college?” Alli said.

“No gap year?”

“For my parents, that is not an option,” Alli laughed.

Nealy turned her face back to the sun, “I’m going to backpack across southeast Asia and then I’m going to start working”

Alli leaned forward, hugging her knees, “So it’s been finalized then?”

“Yes, I’m going to Peary.”

Alli was silent. She looked down at her knees and then also looked in the direction of the sunset.

Music drifted down the shore. The bonfire was raging, spraying sparks heavenward. Seniors ran around the logs and did the limbo.

Under the boardwalk grew darker. “You’ll come back and visit, won’t you?” Alli wondered, half to the first stars, shimmering on the horizon.

Nealy turned her head in Alli’s direction. It was like a lion’s, with tufts of red hair going in a multitude of directions, “Of course!”

Alli reached across and cupped Nealy’s face in her hands. As usual, Nealy’s face was soft, with whiskers on her cheeks and downy sideburns.

Hundreds of miles away, at the equator, any given point on earth, whether tree or mountain or shadow, was moving, spinning, faster than the speed of sound.