creative nonfiction
For a long time now I’ve been catching hearts out in the wild. They show up everywhere—in patterns of leaves, in the formation of clouds in the sky, as graffiti on the sides of underpasses. It’s a lot like that Sixth Sense kid, “I see hearts, they’re everywhere!” and sometimes I do whisper in that […]
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This week has me thinking about fish and alligators and other scaly, prehistoric creatures, and that’s not just because I’ve had Mitch “Squid-in-a-Turtle-Neck-Face” McConnell and Orrin “Crypt-Keeper’s-Less-Handsome-Brother” Hatch popping up all over my social media. It’s because I’ve got evolution on the brain. I’m imagining what it must have been like for the first pre-fish […]
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Christmas in New York City. The stuff of Romcoms and holiday pop songs. I think at that point we both knew we were looking for a way to knit together the remains of our relationship that had been fraying since the fall. It was a gesture, an offering to ourselves and the city that had, […]
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The first day of the hearings to confirm Supreme Court hopeful, Justice Brett Kavanaugh was filled with incessant disruption. Women stood outside of the building cloaked in long, capillary red robes and white wimples like handmaidens from Margaret Atwood’s dystopian, though not feeling too far-fetched now, fiction. Inside the proceedings, protesters, largely women, brandished signs, […]
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Ben Harper looks like he is about to cry. Harper is a blues/rock/indie guitarist who has been making music since the early-1990s. Tall, lean, and with chiseled features that make him look like he is clipped from the pages of a superhero comic book, Harper is an imposing figure. From where I’m sitting underneath the […]
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“Life finds a way,” says Jeff Goldblum as the wry, arch, very Goldblum-y character Dr. Ian Malcolm in Jurassic Park. He’s referring to the naïve notion that the scientists actually have a handle on population control in the Dino-park, that they can somehow put a leash on the dinosaurs’ breeding habits, which would not only […]
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Parked in my driveway with my face resting on the steering wheel, to the casual passerby I probably looked like the “after” in an Ambien ad. I was listening so intently to the radio that I had my face mashed as close to the speaker as it could get. It was an interview on NPR’s […]
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