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On Family: From the Girl Who Didn’t Want One

I met my husband at 20. Ironically I was concurrently terrified of marriage. At the time, I saw marriage and family as a gateway to an isolated, consumeristic, and vapid life. It looked to me to be severely limiting and, in contrast to the life I was leading, profoundly unfulfilling. I was a senior in […]

We Are a Backwards Land

I am nine weeks pregnant. I recently had the privilege of watching that nine week person through ultrasound; I watched a tiny heart beat in quick time, in the grainy image I saw new life tucked cozily and safely within me. It’s miraculous, there hidden and quiet, life is within my body, developing rapidly. I am […]

The Insanity of Serving Chronos

The Greek god, Chronos (or Time), was depicted as a cruel devourer, ravaging the world by consuming all things (including his own children and fellow gods). You can call it whatever you want, but all of us fall into the trap of serving the god of Time, we fear it, we wish to control it, […]

Me Too

Me Too It was dark, and warm. I felt safe though I was vulnerable– naked. But someone took hold of my leg, and with urgency and violence pulled with no care for my anguish. I tried to retreat, but there was no place to go. I was trapped in a silent chamber that echoed back […]

Stop Singing “The Song of Myself”

I celebrate myself, and sing myself. -Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass If you’ve ever read Whitman you’ve likely read Part One of Leaves of Grass: Song of Myself, in which he stacks stanza upon stanza of nonsensical, selfish grandiosity. It’s tiring to read, and the worst assignment of any American Lit class. It’s also the […]