From the archives. Circa July 2008. Update: I haven’t thought of him in years. And he really was on Jeopardy.
I had the oddest dream last night — we were at the grocery store with… 388 more words
This goes out to the men, of a certain age, back when “things were different,” 40 years ago they say; except that 40 years ago, I was 14, and although I wasn’t male, I actually felt every bit a person as the men alone assumed they were; and the only thing that was “different” was that there weren’t as many voices holding space for my non-male humanity… 200 more words
Every. Single. Year. Grandma was firm on one rule. Not that she didn’t have many, but this particular one was like angering fate itself. As if it tipped the scales of all bad luck and curses. 1,312 more words