I’m avoiding writing an essay—or writing anything really—for the public because to me it doesn’t make sense to just start talking about something anymore. I am out of practice. There’s a protocol, now: we have to acknowledge a laundry list of universally experienced ills-at-hand before getting to the thing we came here to say. Oh […]
If you’ve ever lived in an area that has its own monthly neighborhood newsletter, you might have seen a picture of a person holding up a past issue of that monthly neighborhood newsletter while floating in a body of water. At first it doesn’t seem out of the ordinary, but then you read the caption—usually […]
This past Sunday I went to see my grandma, my mother’s mother. She has had cancer for five-plus years now and recently my mother emailed the family letting us all know that grandma was starting to have trouble breathing and swallowing—signs that the end was getting nearer. “Your other grandma took forever to go, too,” […]
When I first moved to Sacramento I lived in the fixed-up garage (not fixed up to building code, mind you; that’s why rent was affordable) of a nice couple in their early 40s. They’d done the city party scene for some years, gotten married, and bought a home just off the grid together and now […]
Whenever someone mentions that they can’t hang out after work past a certain time on a certain weeknight because they have to go home (or to a friend’s house) to watch The Bachelor or The Bachelorette or Bachelor in Paradise, I get really excited and ask if they’ve also ever watched my own personal favorite […]
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