One thing I hate about the internet is the flattening of affect. At home, I’m funny. Like so hilarious that…
When I was a little girl, about 9 years old, I would make peace with stress by thinking of the…
Even when we dream of ladders to heaven as Jacob did, there’s a gap like the empty space under fire escapes. How do we grab the lowest rung?
It’s rare these days for mortals to experience the terror of encountering the unspeakably ancient ones. We tend to relate…
“We don’t know if she’ll understand you, but she can hear you even though she’s sedated.” I stood at my…
A few months before we converted to the Greek Orthodox Church, I had a dream. In dreams, persons are houses,…
A writer’s view is largely internal. We imagine other places and see through faces that are not our own. I…
I used to feel it rolling in like the tide. I would be in a pleasant place, on the shore…