time travel
Dancing with Ghosts in my Kitchen
Onions, bog butter and cast iron
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gender
It's genitals, It's purity...It's a purse!
What is it about a woman's purse that draws so many eyes?
war
Three Things
Three Things. A short little shared meditation about three very different moments in the week that have a similar resonance. Monday : Breaking News We were in the car listening to the kids favorite podcast, when Brontë shouted, “Mom! I’ve never seen a newspaper for real life!” I nearly tapped
history
We're in Trouble
My daughters will live the rest of their lives in a conflict zone
history
Sex, Lies and Wife Guys
When a cheating scandal hits close to home
food
The Breakfast Burrito in the Age of Suburbs
Breakfast burritos kept my suburban childhood structurally sound
environment
Three Things
Failing at home. Rehearsing the truth with my dead dad. Being eaten alive.
white supremacy
White Eve doesn't eat forbidden fruit, she bakes apple pies.
The white middle class home is a Garden of Eden.
Three Things
My daughter is afraid of heaven. Donuts in a heat wave. Red Rocks, 7022 AD
Scream into my pillow
For me, scream into a pillow anger is the kind of anger that is good, righteous even, but the sound of it will change absolutely nothing. So I shove the sound of my fury into a pillow, or the palm of my hand or the walls of my shower. It’
The kitchen is for crying (and sometimes killing)
Let's sing about it.
family
We got a dog when I gave up on the future
The problem with promises is that the future can’t keep anything.