Forgive Us
And often I decide that these excuses are all stupid and that I’m failing the world and God by not taking more drastic action.
Real Life Significance of Rain
I stood with a clump of counselors somewhere around midnight, watching the torrential downpour jarred by flashes of light.
(Not) The Romance I Was Looking For
I chalked it up to my self-control, which crumbles under the doldrums of summer—I could no longer resist the siren call of romance novels.
Songs for Liberation
I knew that each page contained not only a tune, but also a message about who we were and who we ought to be—often pious and self-assured.
Lease on Life
I couldn’t remember what it felt like to have something left at the end of the day.
I’ll Just Be in the Other Room, Fainting
What were they going to do, take me to urgent care to hear, “Mmm sorry, it’s broken but also…it’s a toe?”
Crochet, Math, and Things We Can’t Solve
But crochet and quilting are done first by women and then through math, so we don’t talk much about the latter.
The Eighth-Life Crisis
At age ten, my peace was disturbed.
Back to the Beginning
Rarely do endings directly incite their beholders to go back and relive what they loved.
Contemplating the Bowl Turtle
It is a frequent casualty claimed by the trail.
