“Mama! Did you know that without flies we wouldn’t have chocolate,” my 8-year-old son yells from the dining room table. He’s doing research for a project on pollinators that his teacher assigned him. It’s part of his new remote learning, …
On Girlfriends and Coats
I was 18 and preparing for my high school graduation when a friend of our family invited me up the street to her house so she could give me a gift. Actually, a friend of our family is too general …
Marked With Empathy
I was a history major in college. The way the world has arrived at the place it is now, the causes and effects, the victors and the victims, the passive people and the active, their environments and thoughts and words, …
Meaning in the Middles
My son won’t eat the center of cucumber slices. I’m not complaining, I mean, he’s eating a portion of cucumbers and beggars can’t be choosers right? Actually, cucumbers top the very short list of healthy things that he will eat …
The Unfurling
He’s looking at me with that look in his eyes, the one that holds the monsoon. The tears are coming, the fit, the fight. I think about just giving in, giving him another snack before dinner. I see his lips …