voicemails

Object Permanence

I can tell I am about to enter my late thirties because I've set up a year-long alert for food ornaments on eBay.

reproductive care

Eve & Pandora & Abortion & Me

There is no hope in controlling the lives and bodies of women.

books

I guess we're burning books now

The answer is more books. Not fewer. Always.

politics

Tilting Towards Hope

If enough needles tip away from Trump, my table and the people around it shift back into a world I can understand.

california

Get to Work, Children

"Only poor kids have to work to have fun."

care work

No Time to Care

A powerful father openly living for his children may not be cinematic, but it’s rare enough to be news.

Because I Could Not Stop For Posting, an Instagram Elegy

Journalists need Twitter. Does a mom need Instagram?

Many Lost, Few Found

While we thread theories online, the bones of mothers, sisters and daughters wait to be found.

art

I've Slept with my Baby Blankie for 36 Years

I could be embarrassed about my baby blanket. Instead, I'll tell you everything it's taught me.

The One Thing That Shocked Me About LulaRoe

As a Mormon mother, I'd gotten used to being sold MLMs. I didn't think I could be shocked anymore! I was wrong.

Many Happy Returns: A Birthday on September 11

My daughter was born on 9/11. People said I should tell her she was born on the 9/10 instead.

By Design

White communists, socialists, feminists, and capitalists tried to engineer society through kitchen design.