The Bloodmobile
After a full bag, they unplugged me and fed me Cheez-Its and sent me on my way. I would soon discover that drinking a PBR immediately after giving blood isn’t a good idea
Losing Something That Was Never Really Ours
When my wife told me she was pregnant, it was the most surreal experience of my life.
Once Crossing The Hudson
The next day is exactly like the first.
We don’t check the news.
Phones die on the picnic table while we swim.
A Sehnsuchtsvoll Website
The fairness and insensitivity of this feels reassuring, like weather or death. Something I cannot change. Something that does not care about me.
On Second Grade Reading Lists
As I’ve been moving my life into this new room, I’ve been dismantling the one in the southwest suburbs of Chicago where I slept in from the age of ten until I left for college.
In the Wind
Milwaukee will always have my heart, but Grand Rapids tugs at it this morning, hard.
My Half-Baked and Biased Plans to Make the World A Better Place
I simply feel that I could make a few very small and practical changes that would improve our situation greatly.
10 / The Office will have ended when Jim and Pam got married.
Supercalifragilistic…
I have never been so closely scrutinized for every word that comes out of my mouth as I have been this summer, nannying for a family with three children ages seven, eleven, and twelve.
When I Cross the Street, Cars Stop for Me
I want to be better about recognizing their cousin—micro-advantages, micro-privileges that lead to a world that bends in my direction, that is softer with me, gentler.
Going Home
And if I’m being honest, moving home does feel like a failure. I went out into the big wide world with a suitcase and a dream and came back empty-handed.
