Master of None
What if our words were less like swords (sharpened, polished) and more like textiles—equally demanding to make, but designed to warm rather than to wound?
The Children’s Autonomy Paradox
It asks the question: why must beautiful and capable children be constrained by the law of incompetent guardians?
Joy in One Hand & Sorrow in the Other
Grief docks in your life like a sail in a harbor.
Santa Hat on a Tree, Nails in the Walls
If I lived alone, my apartment would probably look destitute.
Joy to the World Anyway
Both spaces have shown me the need for traditions that bring us back to joy, especially when the night is dark and the howling, frigid wind finds its way through every single-paned window and every batten board of the barn.
My Childhood Bedroom: An Inventory
Twin bed with ancient plastic tubs holding who knows what underneath (1)
Ancient plastic tubs holding who knows what (3)
Pop COVID’s First Wave
James Bond never would have been allowed to look like this, depressed and wallowing in his pain.
Best of 2022, Part Three: Editors’ Picks
Most of the time, we’re just readers with admin permissions.
Best of 2022, Part Two: Writers’ Picks
There’s a reason New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day are holidays.
Best of 2022, Part One: Peers’ Picks
Our teachers are each other.
