Love in the Time of H1N1

There is a pink post-it stuck to the side of my computer. It is the color of my 1989 Barbie convertible and it curls at the edges because I’ve had it...

“Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Dad! Can I have a pop-tart?” I was bouncing on the balls of my feet, leaning on the kitchen counter as he washed the dishes...

“…and equitably speaking, it’s abysmal. The system is failing them. Our children are being left behind.” I had pens lined up along my college adviser’s desk, modeling the achievement gap due...

When I was in my tens, which is an awkward way to say say I was in middle school, I met the loves of my life. Their names are Amy, Elli,...

“Call your senator and tell him he’s so full of shit his eyes are brown!” I hung up the phone. “They aren’t open.” I echoed to the room. We had called...

There are two types of people. Those that sing the instrumental parts of a song, and those that don’t. I am the first. Currently, I have a song stuck in my...

  Today they announced that they would be cancelling “The Open”, the sport’s world’s ancient tradition of hitting balls into tiny holes while wearing pot holders for hats.  This means little...

When the world started shutting down because of coronavirus, I received a panicked text from my husband saying “they are cancelling MLB”. “Great.” I thought, “Maybe we can spend some real...

When I met my husband online in 2015, his OkCupid name was “Outdoor Kyle”. I’m not going to say that is specifically why I returned his message, but after 3 glasses...

I pulled my sweatshirt over my arms and leaned back in his uncomfortable desk chair. It was dorm issued and scratchy and was stained with something yellow. He was lounging on...