Cheap Grace
How many times can we say “this isn’t who we are” before we realize that, unless something changes, yes, this is exactly who we are?
Summer House
We amble down to the beach as a herd, arms piled high with blankets and plastic cups and wine and our books.
See You Later, Alligator
I’ll be different the next time I write here.
The Last Milestone Birthday
How am I still at Starbucks? Why did I even go to college? What am I even doing here?
The Twelve Tribes of Israel (The End Credits)
Asher: Unproblematic king.
No, I Don’t Think You Should be Spending Money on Gacha Games
I’m not an uptight Dutch penny pincher who believes that “fun” isn’t a line item on a budget.
On Freedom, Take II
The feeling of being free is one I now know to be fleeting, its sheen never brighter than the sharpness of the world that cuts back.
This Is It
My story has had one thousand happy endings.
Crucially, Non-Cancerous
Given the pale faces and dropped jaws that people exhibited in response to my description of the surgery plan, perhaps I should’ve had slightly more sober expectations…
Grown-up Friends
I realized I could sing along to a song or two from most of the regulars, and I’d started making friends.
