Marriage
I guess this turned into a love letter
I thought I was writing about hobbits and 9/11
The cops stood in the hall and listened to them die.
I remember teaching my babies how to sleep through the night. I’d sit in the hall and listen to them cry. It made me physically ill.
War
Hidden Bread and Hidden Histories
Putin started this war with a story. Sitting behind a desk, he once upon a timed . Instead of a fairy
Authoritarianism
I guess we're burning books now
The answer is more books. Not fewer. Always.
Tilting Towards Hope
If enough needles tip away from Trump, my table and the people around it shift back into a world I can understand.
Insurrection at Home
After years of Trump, my kids think America is normally violent. They're right.