A perfect afternoon.

Mellow autumn sunlight. A blanket. Orange leaves getting stuck in our hair. A pomogrante to share. Giggles. Juice on our fingers. Delight.

Small orbit

I want to write, but every time I sit down I feel my energy evaporate like moisture on hot pavement. Five months pregnant, and my orbit has grown small. Small so that it only encompasses my growing family. As small as the round circle of the milky white moon climbing rung by rung into to [...]

I can't help wondering:

What would our country look like in a Depression now? If we go into a depression, what will happen to artists–who base their incomes on the production of a commodity that doesn’t fall into the category of “survival”? Would there still be literary magazines? Galleries? Etsy? If we go into a depression, what will happen [...]

Guess what?

It’s a boy! I’m thrilled. I’ve always pictured myself being the mama of boys. Exhibit A: Bean will clearly be the world’s best brother. Exhibit B: Indubitably boy. (His leg is tucked up under him. It’s a direct crotch shot…which I thought twice about posting on the Internet, but then I thought about the 5 [...]

Not long enough

The weekends are not long enough. The numbers fall off the clock, scattering onto the floor. The day melts into pale of twilight too soon. I’ve begun to realize that this will be what characterizes my thirties: this hunger for more time. This feeling of stretched-thin, this longing for leisure, for sinking teeth deep into [...]