Grow Up On the dating app Colin told you he does yoga at an Episcopalian church. You don’t know much about Episcopalians, except that Charlotte on Sex and the City…
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I should not have been surprised when the man sitting next to me on the subway started to lean over my shoulder and read the essays I was grading for…
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My dad had patients. They were crazy, and they used to come over to the house. My dad would see them in his study. Actually it was a kitchen. A…
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In the Garden of the Bats I wanted to prove to the neighbors that I had pizzazz, so I went ahead and built a garden of night-blooming flowers. With the…
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Whack! I crimp cable in a computer factory. Never successfully. No matter how hard I try to master crimp connection, the inspector calls me back and asks if I know…
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Delilah Reincarnated as Melania Trump Confides You don’t know that after the barber cuts, I soft blow the loose hairs from the furrow in his collar. Listen closely, trying to…
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Upfront and Personal A guy who was nude in his profile picture messaged me online. “Hey if you like alternative rock, I suggest you check out 90.7. It seems like…
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my taxes are stacked with unrelated papers that need to be gone through and thrown out Aches and pains placed gently under psoriatic arthritis misspelled words under daddy hit me…
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when you’re loud i don’t know where i am are there people who don’t dream are there people who never sleep are there people who look like me why isn’t…
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Dayo looked towards the train terminal and thought of all the ways he could die right now. Jumping in front of it, or stampeded by even-toed pouch animals—let’s call them…
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The president is silent. To get into office, he had launched an erratic and often unintelligible campaign—an army for space, anti-immigration, anti-plant and animal, pro-large, expensive, and medieval wall, pro-flak…
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Just one. Counting if we have enough green tea for both of us until Saturday Just kidding two. Blah is a good way to put it Rinsing black beans and…
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There’s one behind the house, between the stacks of empty oil drums. She can hear it mewling. More voices join in, a miniature chorus of cartoonish pitches. This is how…
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Steve invited me over for Oscar night to represent diversity among his friends Trader Joe’s frozen appetizers spanned the globe from pot stickers to samosas to egg rolls Commentary began…
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