My Last Post
My grandma ended every voicemail with “thank you, bye now.”
Summer House
We amble down to the beach as a herd, arms piled high with blankets and plastic cups and wine and our books.
Ten Years On
The room was eerily quiet as the students sat waiting for me to get ready, so I tried to lighten the mood. They all take this so seriously, too seriously.
I Can’t Shut Up About My Shell Pot
The urge to stick shells to objects is nearly irresistible.
Closing My Eyes
What actions are actually rest for me these days, and what are just a means to while away the time?
How to Throw a Great Party
You need the right blend of ‘we all know each other, but there is room for something wild to happen.’
A Reunion in Six Parts
I introduced myself and finally learned my inverse’s name: Brooke.
I Was a Blonde…
I was blonder than I had ever been for my wedding, which—admittedly—was a bit of an accident.
We Sent Your Car to Live On a Farm
Last year, it got towed while I was in line at the DMV on my birthday.
A Letter to My Daughter (I’m Having One)
We’ll likely wake earlier when you arrive, of course, but for now I am savoring the late mornings.
