Forks on the Road
When we pass the Toyota with someone eating a chicken sandwich all wrapped up in white paper, I throw up my hands.
“Is the whole Midwest eating something but us?”
Worlds Beyond Number
The result is a staggeringly compelling story that has had its little hooks in me for a while now, certainly deeper than I expected and perhaps slightly deeper than I knew was possible.
Who Harris Would Have Failed
Harris promised the status quo. For the past 399 days, the status quo in Gaza has been brutality.
Takes
It’s a kind of mental treadmill, a sprint that doesn’t get me anywhere except tired.
The Foundations of the Thresholds
I can hear no seraphim.
I Was Wrong About My Family
If self-acceptance was so difficult for me, how could I expect acceptance of who I am to be any easier for other people?
The Aldi Aisles
I want so deeply to love the people around me.
Rethinking Sensation (or, Mary Oliver Revisited)
To be clear, I have nothing against Mary Oliver.
Surprises
I think my love of surprises has something to do with my love of good stories.
Say Hi to the Little Guy Staring at Your Shin
No wonder your face shows such horror and such fatigue.
