Monthly Archives: March 2012
One of my favorite things about humans is our generosity. When we meet people, we allow that they are much like we are. We believe them to be reasonable. To be thoughtful. To be kind. To have aspirations. We believe, in short, that they are … Read more
A woman told me she wrote eight drafts before she realized she couldn’t contribute to the Marriage Project. “I’m just so angry,” she said. And she meant about the naivete. The fact that we rarely discuss the consequences of marriage rights. The end won’t … Read more
I listened, horrified, while a woman I used to work with recounted the current conditions of her employment. The downsizing, the misery. The fact that she resists going every day.
“Are you looking for something else?” I asked.
“Well,” she said, and raised her arm … Read more
The boy says my name so softly that I’m worried for a moment before I see the infant in his arms. He is sixteen, and always shirtless. His chest, suddenly, lean and defined. I have a fondness for him that’s hard to describe. Maternal, perhaps, … Read more