At the end of my first summer home from college, my sister and I joined two friends from high school for a short camping trip in Yosemite Valley. Vernal Falls is a moderate day hike from the valley floor, and we set out that first morning, ready for the cool air of the Mist Trail. […]
The fish coasters wanted a poem, but they’re getting an essay. They wanted — I wanted — the tactile imagery of period plastics: vinyl upholstery, Melmac plates, Formica counters, and artificial houseplants with dusty folds and seams. I wanted to nap in the hush of carpeted rooms, to swim in the wishful Kodachrome hues of […]
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