Harris Sockel
I like running in circles inside my apartment.
How We Really Feel About Bedbugs
You will kiss my triceps hard and suck the blood from my upper arms and it will tickle.
God: Take Me To The Beach And Let Me Die There
I’ve always hated the word vacation. I don’t want to vacate anything, don’t want to be vacuous, and, when I took biology, vacuoles were the things I hated the most.
We Will Never Know What’s Inside Our Bodies
I feel like my body is an inside joke and I’m on the outside.
This Is What Nebraska Feels Like
I came because I wanted someone to sit me down and teach me things – to explain exactly what a sky is, what stars are, what a city is.
I Am Always Looking Forward To The Next Terrorist Attack
The next time we feel the full force of our computers’ retina displays and graphics cards. The next time we either die or turn our heads toward each other and feel it like a reflex.
I Wish I’d Hugged You Tighter
I wish I’d hugged you until we became a Pulitzer Prize-winning portrayal of hugging. Until we could be the picture next to the word “hug” in the American Heritage Dictionary.
This Is What It Feels Like To Expand Your Social Network
I thought we’d eventually stop pretending that there are boundaries and just open up the sockets in our bodies and tether ourselves together, human to human, a living four-lane highway running between us.
Here’s Why Roommates Are Beautiful
This is what happens when you live with people in locked boxes.
On The Size Of Our Watches
I do not know if our watches were this big on 9/11, but I imagine they’ve grown since then.
How To Think Like A Freshman And Make Your Dreams Come True
This is not Your Life. It’s just life. Not really yours. Stop thinking you can control things and make everything just so and accept that this will end, the leaves will get brown and fall, and you’ll step on them and get the flecks on your feet.
I Bought A $685 Gucci Sweater
I walked into a glass box on Fifth Avenue & 56th Street and paid $685 for a piece of waffled wool. A sweater, the color of black top.
What It Feels Like To Audition For NBC’s ‘The Voice’
When our turn came, I was led with a group of thirteen auditionees through a warren of concrete hallways to a small windowless room with plastic folding chairs arranged in a half moon.