i lived in three houses as a girl. the very first one stays with me as the truest home. patton street. ten years of growing up. ten years of not knowing anything but 7702 patton in detroit, michigan. i don’t know when it started but […]
on either side of the path tall grasses hold bursts of white butterflies when we brush against them. we can see the sea as soon as we begin our hike but as we keep on, stepping over hermit crabs as we go, a turn in […]
apparently twenty years isn’t very long. when i was young a month seemed never ending and a year felt so vast that it couldn’t be conceived. but tomorrow joshua and i will have been married for twenty years. somehow it doesn’t feel like very much […]
pain doesn’t like to be looked at straight on. it’ll distract and deflect and will look in any direction except back into your eyes. that’s what that judge was doing. she forced pain to sit down in a chair and held its face forward, refusing […]
i’m trying to figure it out. i’m trying to understand what i’m supposed to do. am i supposed to lead? am i supposed to write? am i supposed to interpret? most likely its all of the above. and mother. and wife. deep breath. there is […]
these days of muted light feel just about right. sometimes my heart feels wide open, easily accessible, like the bright blue. but not lately. no, when the sun gets further away, a thin sheet of ice weathered from the events and circumstances of the year […]
the skin on my fingers starts to burn. being outdoors these past few days is a little like the lies i tell myself. they seem like good ideas. they can’t possibly be that dangerous. my boots step onto the snow but it doesn’t feel like […]
maybe your family tree is a little bit of a thicket. a gnarled bramble of fallen and crisscrossed limbs and branches. the holidays approaching might tick towards you like an unstoppable hour and put your origin story front in center in your mind. just how […]
this summer there was internet buzz over the near eradication of down syndrome in iceland. people wrote articles against eugenics and disability. and i agree, it is terrible, right? deciding that your child probably shouldn’t live because they may have down syndrome? i mean, geez louise. mazzy wasn’t too concerned […]
a funny thing kept happening as we walked alone in rows of raspberries. every spot we stopped to pick there would be a better one directly across the way. each time the very next row would hold larger berries, branches with fruit threatening to drop […]