Friday, May 22, 2015
It's a litte embarrassing, in some respects, to admit how long I've been taking yoga. Embar...
Wednesday, May 20, 2015
Art in the Queue
At the far end of the post office lobby in the town where I work, featured prominently for the viewi...
Monday, May 11, 2015
#Microblog Monday: On the Yak, and the Price of Free Speech
On April 17th, a young college student and member of a group called Feminists United was murdered in her apartment after attending a day of ...
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Cinco de Mayo, Beyond the Margarita
The blogosphere was awash with Cinco de Mayo recipe posts this year, it seemed, even on BlogHer. And I was going to ignore it, but it ticke...
Sunday, April 12, 2015
On Owning Your Words
"Spic." The word, directed at me, was laced with vitriol. I was eight years old, and I didn't know what it meant; I only ...
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
From One Writer to Another
After we'd left all of our bags and coats in a locked room, they led us into a windowless classroom inside the library where a large scr...
Monday, March 30, 2015
#Microblog Mondays: The Things I (Now) Hate
We were coloring (not drawing) with markers. Despite the stockpile of crayons in all 96 colors (and more, given the slight variations in c...
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