Category: featured
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Not another eulogy for magazines
No one ever told me not to talk about the company, which didn’t mean that there wasn’t an unspoken rule against it. I was a voracious consumer of any and all things business of media, and it wasn’t hard to notice that no one from Conde was going on People versus Algorithms to talk their…
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The Fourth Mom
The sky and sea were the same color, lapis shot through with malamute steel, an open mouth with a hangnail moon under which I mostly drifted, though occasionally I stood to get the full, battering force of the incoming tide. Yards away, my friend was chanting up at the sky, “flourish,”relish,” some pleasant, sybillant incantation…
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The Guest, and other ghost stories
I had eighteen hundred dollars in my checking account. This had seemed like plenty, before. Very quickly I came to understand that it was nothing, a dinner, a bottle of Grey Goose and a third of a table at Pink Elephant.
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some poetic shock of intensity
Mid-September, my husband falls from the lowest branch of the hemlock tree beside the kitchen – twenty feet! – and breaks his leg. Beastly tree! Beastly ladder. The latter splayed where it has fallen, the unnatural diagonal, the beastly orange of it all – until my brother in law disposes of it. The ladder is…
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Matters of the Heart
One of the great, enjoyable mysteries of any pregnancy is what the baby will look like. How strange, then, to know my daughter’s interior so intimately months before I saw her face. Read more
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The Eight-Bodega Problem
I’ve been re-re-reading Adam Gopnik’s wonderful memoirs of life as an expat and young father in Paris at the turn of the past century. Oh, the Clinton years (said as a person who experienced them as a child), when America and its capitalist forces were viewed as, ultimately, unstoppable and logical, if a bit gauche.…
