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Reservoirs and Renewal
A river, like love, was not meant to be reserved; it was meant to flow, to be shared freely with who and what it touches. Continue reading
Inner Life
Lay of the Land
Writing the Pandemic Slant
I had lost the writer part of me who could pull meaning, maybe even art, up out of events and float it over the words. I stopped trying. Continue reading
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The Dominion of Roots
HAVE YOU EVER GIVEN your whole body to a people? There are people who know the paradise of my affection—whose mothers smell like clay. People who remember me. I won’t be Continue reading
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The Art of Irritation
Burls share commonalities with pearls—both fascinating irritations, both natural treasures, both grown under duress. Continue reading
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Kinship Is a Verb
In thinking about kinship, it’s important to begin with: What are the boundaries of our kin?