Homesick
When you visit a city you once called home, a part of you settles even as another part slides out of place.
A Trip Down the Memory Expressway
I imagine telling my story to someone; spin a future where there wasn’t a pandemic anymore, and I wasn’t working at a warehouse anymore, and I wasn’t alone anymore.
A Museum of Lost Things
If fashion trends exist on the Island of Lost Toys, perhaps they’re all wearing the mismatched earrings and socks our past selves misplaced.
On Being Young and Lonely
Her expression tightened as she said, “At least you had a couple friends in the city.”
Table for One
She mouths the numbers to herself when she calculates the tip.
My Years in Grand Rapids, Ranked
Don’t accept a job with the first company that offers you a position out of college, especially if the head of the eight-person company reminds you of a shady televangelist.
Pizza and Other Unexpected Delights
With a soundless slap, the pizza was on my windshield.
Frosty Boy and the Cemetery
It sounds like a ska band, but it was really just a dang good time.
On Christina Koch
As of March 2023, seventy-two women have flown in space.
But no woman has gone on a moon mission before.
Maybe I Just Can’t Resist Big Shiny Objects
Perhaps the Meijer family is more savvy than I give them credit for.
