SUM(July2013:July2020)
When I got lonely, I would express that feeling by writing about geography, current events, and my personal life, outlining the ways those forces contributed to that loneliness.
Juneteenth
You’ll likely lose any love you ever had for this beast of a man, and with it will go any unconditional respect you have for the establishment of America as a country.
Poetry of Emoji
Now that so much of my social interaction is happening on emoji’s home turf, I’ve started to branch out in the way I use them.
The Aloy Paradox
Humanity: the once and future success story
Love in the Time of COVID-19
Will the sting of the adhesive ripping against our tender skin be an experience we can learn and grow from?
Vantablack
The visual cortex begins to interpret images and even change them before it even processes fully what they are, meaning that we often see things that aren’t actually there.
The Lost Nerds of the 1980s
Mana, spell slots, pocket monsters, and midnight showings are all these worlds ever need.
Do Not Look Directly at the Dog Park
There was once a purebred golden retriever who visibly loved everyone and snuggled up to strangers: she was so beautiful I was scared to touch her for fear I’d leave an unsightly smudge.
Pokémon, Ranked
What culture doesn’t have a myth of a turtle who keeps the world, or at least a small forest, on its back.
Settling
One of the things about moving around a lot is that people start to ask you, “Does it feel like home?”
S is for Slytherin
Ambition requires imagination, but it is not satisfied with daydreams.
Inevitable Forward Movement
How many other transitions in life are like this: inevitable, beautiful, a blessing, and a pain so deep its aches reverberate through generations.
TINK Like You Mean It
As much as you don’t want to admit it, there might be times when you honestly wonder what your life is worth if you don’t have someone to pass it on to.
Porn for Women
I’ve derided this genre for too long. I’ve got a lot of catching up to do.
In a Land Far Away
So consider this a love letter from your faraway child.
Pro-Life
Next Wednesday is just a Wednesday. No one has written any songs for Wednesday.
Live and Let Live
You’ll probably have to develop a strong stomach vis-a-vis mouse carnage, but it’s a tough world.
On Homeownership, Citizenship, and Stewardship
Maybe the heating bills could have been lower. Maybe this leak wouldn’t have happened. Maybe my house wouldn’t be sick.
A Yinzer Yankee in the Lonestar State
But for now, all I can think about is how out of place my Christmas trees looked when my neighbors have a cactus naturally growing in their front yard. And I will envy all y’all yanks up there.
Bumper Twitter
To have a place on my car, something would need to be meaningful enough that I find value in saying it, but still simple enough that I would stand behind any reasonable interpretation someone would have of it.
Timestrokes
And as the saxophonist stood to our applause, I silently thanked Mr. Moore for teaching me the language of time, imbuing this Saturday night with more meaning than it could otherwise have had.
Memento Reply All
Isn’t Kelsey on the party planning committee or whatever? I feel like she’s too much of a Try-Hard to pass up something like that. I hope she remembers I’m gluten free so I can eat something other than a fruit cup this year.
Millennial Scene Reviewed
I rate this millennial trend three out of five stars.
Teaching When You Shouldn’t Have To
What I’ve keyed into is the difference between learning as a victim and learning as a perpetrator.
The Perfect Cure for Your Handmaid’s Tale Hangover
The fullness of the characters’ lives and the variety of their responses to such ruthless adversity forced me to think of the victims of history as more than what their oppressors made them.
Let Your Yes Be OH YES!
There are a few things I thought about (as well as a few things I wish I had thought about) by the time I first had sex. Maybe a conversation about the real definition can start there.
An Argument for Driving through Flyover Country
I think you’ll come to appreciate the vibrancy of the human spirit that started living there because someone had to.
Them’s the Beans
There are also in-game currencies and prizes, but the real celebration is that “Chicken Dinner,” which, I cannot stress enough, bears no resemblance to any kind of meal.
The Pen is Just as Mighty
No algorithm is going to teach mandated reporters that white families are just as dangerous as other families.
Fudge Everlasting
And we waited. I would leave for work, preparing myself for the possibility that it was the last time I would see her alive.
