In Abi Andrews’s book The Word for Woman Is Wilderness, nineteen-year-old Erin travels solo through Iceland, Greenland, and across Canada. Erin is smart and funny and—like many smart and funny…
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Today I’m writing about waiting, because lately I’ve been waiting a lot. It’s like wearing a certain kind of hat. In my notebook a few weeks ago, I wrote HURRY…
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My students spend most of the day looking at me, but I will never write about them here. Sometime I might write about what they teach me. Meanwhile, I remember…
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TO THE TEETH 1 OCTOBER 2018 When I was fifteen I was sick, and the doctor said I would always feel that way. (I would rather not talk about…
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Scarleteen, a sexuality and relationships website for teens and emerging adults, defines gender as “a web of characteristics that are seen or presented as distinguishing between male and female.” Note:…
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This essay is a lyric and a guess—thoughts about Wilma Deering and space opera and sound, because composer Pauline Oliveros said she loved Buck Rogers on the radio as a…
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Coco and I have been friends for maybe a decade—we don’t remember where we met but this is the nature of the Chicago community (and others, but the one I…
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“Caring for myself is not self-indulgence, it is self-preservation, and that is an act of political warfare.” – Audre Lorde Mostly I think the personal essay is a shimmery…
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“if we’re going to have to do this, it can’t be done.” – Leslie Scalapino A girl, she’s Tiny. She is beautiful and she knows it, not from arrogance or…