Newsletter #3
District Made | 6.1.23
An emptied apartment is a sad thing.
When a space is cleared of all the “stuff” you bring, you realize it was you who colored the walls with character. When I cleared the things from the walls from my Logan Circle apartment this past week, Dad helping ferry the TV stands and leftover shampoo bottles, I thought about the character that had covered that wall.
Character made up of many travels, many laughs, meals cooked, stories told, Knick games’ watched. How many times I woke up before the sun so I could run away or clung to bedsheets so the hangovers would instead.
For 5 years, DC has been where I ever really unpacked my suitcase. After a beautiful weekend surrounded by many of my closest friends, I tearfully packed those memories into 200 paper sheets, 12 bins, 6 boxes, 1 mattress bag, and a roll of wrapping paper.
I’m eager for what comes next, but I can’t help but take a moment to appreciate the sadness I feel leaving my adopted city before I let go of it. I think of Neruda - Tonight I can write the saddest lines / To think that I do not have her…The night is starry and she is not with me.
When I move to Austin next week, I do so hoping that when I unpack those bins, boxes, bags, that character has made the 1,500 mile trip, too.
Thank you, D.C. I will miss you.
What I’m Listening To
Winelight, Grover Washington, Jr.
Sokkar & Elyanna 2, Elyanna
Under the Milky Way, Temper Trap
Ayonha, Hamid Al Shaeri
Preacher’s Daughter, Ethel Cain
The Hillbillies, Baby Keem & Kendrick Lamar
Dawns, Zach Bryan
Area Codes, Kali
3ala Ma Azon علي ما اظن, Rafiek & Karim Enzo
Ouda, Hamid El Shaeri
What I’m Reading (or want to read)
Mizna: The Black SWANA Issue, Various
Midnight Tides, Steven Erikson
Before the Coffee Gets Cold, Toshikazu Kawaguchi
The Color of Law: A Forgotten History of How Our Government Segregated America, Richard Rothstein
Merits of the Plague, Ibn Hajar Al Asqalani