I'm cranky today. Does the sun ask itself, "Am I good? Am I worthwhile? Is there enough of me?" No, it burns and it shin...

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I haven't written in this space in more than a week, and the last thing I wrote was just fluff, just superficial bullshit, just aggra...

So far, during the last three days, while they are hardly calamitous events (but, rather, what we might call "first-world" pro...

So many people sent me the recent — let’s call it crowd-sourcing — article detailing a young girl’s hideous epilepsy story and asking fo...

Let the sunshine in Photographer: Carl Jackson  I'm excited to tell you that I have three pieces in the Michigan Quarterly Revi...

So, yeah. Now we have not one but TWO misogynists sitting on the Supreme Court and ONE misogynistic sexual predator directing the whole ...

That's my sophomore year school picture. I was fifteen years old and attended The Lovett School in Atlanta, Georgia. We wore powder ...

How's that for soothing? The steam from my coffee cup literally swirling up and out and can't you smell those peaches and the pe...

Rage. That's what we feel. Rage. I wish I could find a photo of my eighteen year old self, the innocent self that attended t...

I detest the masculine point of view. I am bored by his heroism, virtue and honour. I think the best these men can do is not to tal...

Sunflower Farm, Half Moon Bay One Day One day after another — Perfect They all fit. Robert Creeley via Pome by Matthew Ogle ...

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When my podcast partner, Jason Lehmbeck, heard about what happened last week with The Blue Shield of California first denying and then m...