Monthly Archives: August 2007

Lady

. It’s rare that I write anything for anyone other than myself. I wrote “Only the Greatest Gets to Go” (collected in Broken Mornings) for my friend Sarah years ago, on a cold wintry evening when I never felt more alone in a sea of lab-rats… she had a laugh that could waken the dead

I Couldn’t Ask For More

1. “Are you happy?” I have been asking her this a lot of late. I haven’t been seeing her much; do best friends have to? Perhaps. She tells me each time that she is, and I’m surprised each time. I would have been lonely but perhaps she is less needy than me. Perhaps despite her