About Britt Melewski

Britt Melewski was born in Hinsdale, Illinois and currently works in New York City’s financial district, a short walk from the Bowling Green MTA station. From there, Melewski can easily take the 4, 5, or 6 train to 77th Street and Lennox Hill Hospital where his childhood friend’s wife will have their first baby, a girl. It is mid-July, near the due date, and Melewski awaits a call or a text that denotes what the expectant mother and father need. Melewski writes out small lists, in practice,making runs to the Duane Reed on Broad Street. From there Melewski walks to Bowling Green Station, counting the minutes, the steps. Peanut M&Ms, Gatorade, Fresh Strawberries, Swedish Fish. Melewski hopes the baby comes on a Tuesday or Thursday because Bowling Green Fountain Park twice weekly hosts a Farmer’s Market with perfect summer strawberries. They’re as big and as red as what Melewski believes a baby’s perfect beating heart might look like. Melewski thinks: 83 steps, two minutes. 9 stops. Skittles. 26 Minutes. Alkaline waters. Deodorant. Cheez-Its.

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Solitude and the Proximity to Infinite Things

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Thursday, August 14th, 2014 | 2,051 views

One of the worst things in the world is when I decide that it is now— this instant— a perfect time to sing. The song is “Cuckoo.” The song is warm, short and sweet. Heated honey roasted peanut butter in a warm bowl. It is solitary. As it plays, nostalgia boils inside my body, caves […]

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