Just another showdown.

You know how in cop shows they never stop and take a moment? We’re having a giant fight about how I’m too close to this case and also (subtext!) how we shouldn’t have slept together and now I’m flipping my hair and marching into the...

The pink door.

My very favorite place to think about that jumbled thing that is culture is at the Playground. It’s been nearly a year since we found the space, and in that time I have watched it transform from a tiny, sweet thing in my head and heart into the most amazing...

A sandwich, a magic wand, desire, yes-but.

Me: I wanna sandwich! Sandwich! Inquisitive and loving me, who might also be a fairy godmother: That seems like a reasonable thing to want. If I could wave my magic wand and get you one this very instant, would you take it? Me: Yes! But I want it with pickles. And...

Very Personal Ads #97: mmmm toast

Personal ads. They’re … personal! Very. Each week I write these VPAs to practice asking for what I want. And to get clarity on what that really is, even when asking feels conflicted. I always get useful information about my relationship with various...
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