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A haiku poem to Orion
As a child I wasn’t particularly marveled by the space I couldn’t see. I tried counting all the stars in the sky and stared tirelessly into the abyss for the chance of catching Orion’s Belt or the Big Dipper. But that’s as far as it went. This past weekend, I went to see Interstellar and […]
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The ways in which I am like my father
Some people are afraid of becoming their parents. There have been times when this was true for me, like the first time I caught myself rationalizing like my mother or avoiding conflict like my father. But to quote one of my favorite books, The Sandman, “We do what we do, because of who we are. […]
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What it’s like when all your friends are on the internet
When you only communicate with most of your friends through the internet, you feel like what happened to Joaquin in Her is totally plausible. Your writing skills are impeccable and you can translate the hieroglyphics coined emojis like an expert. You think you’re more interesting because you can have long, thought out discussions but really […]
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What it feels like when you stop enjoying a relationship
She would make everything easier when she was around. She would make the hours go by so quickly. She could put a smile on my face at the drop of a hat. But when I was sad, she let me cry it out. She said the things I wanted to say but couldn’t. She touched […]
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Why beach towns are like refuges | Santa Monica edition
When life gets so frustrating you realize you’re walking around clenching your fists for parts of the day, nothing quite washes it away like a day with the ocean. When I hear the crashing of it’s waves I can feel myself pounding the sand. The ocean is so patient. It slowly builds. Pushing itself as […]
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Everyone has a code.
I think I may have insulted a really good friend last night. And really more than one, but only one was around to hear what I said. See I’ve been having a difficult time defining success. The fear of failure is ever lurking particularly when you work in journalism and particularly when half your company […]
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Why I don’t want to go to your gender segregated baby shower.
I don’t want to go to your gender segregated baby shower not because of the silly games where I have to pretend I give a shit about the color of your baby room, or because I have to listen to everyone tell me 2014 will be the year I find a husband, or because everyone […]
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I hate writing about love.
Every time I try, I just end up hating myself and shoving the doc away deep in my drive. But too much has happened to ignore it any longer. When you start to feel love whether it’s for a significant other or a friend, you’ve basically just signed up for cancer. It feels so good […]
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I met a woman on a plane
She fumbled with her seat belt. Nervously mashing one piece of the buckle into the other, shaking so vigorously it could have been mistaken for a poor joke. She finally clicked the metallic pieces in. Airline belts are like the dodo bird, unusual in nature and generally useless. Still shaking, she shifted in her tiny, […]
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Jessica Puente 