(Not) My Writing Desk

/ Teresa K. Miller / Misc
The desk belonged to my grandfather. When I was a child, the large pane of glass protecting its fake leather top impressed me.

In Bed With Teresa K. Miller

/ Russell Bennetts / Misc
Nearing the equator, the sun rose at 5 and set at 5 and we ate dinner before the largest of the insects came out, put ourselves to bed under our nets by 7.