Heavy dusk fire casts the wedding party’s long shadows across a patio overlooking the harbor, a crowd of young men and women looking on at Bobby and Emily, and the couple’s families gathered along the perimeter. Considering I’ve attended about as many rehearsal dinners as Liz Taylor, you’d think the piano player serves a purpose before the actual ceremony. Considering the absence of any instrument tonight, and the complete dearth of music altogether – except the quiet lap of water on the rocks behind us – it’s clear just how important the wedding music is (not).
is the author of Contingency Plans: Poems (TS Poetry) and the album There There. His work has been featured in The Morning News, The Gay & Lesbian Review, The High Calling, Burnside Writers Collective, as well as The Pacific Northwest Reader, an anthology from Harper/Delphinium.