Essay

Who decided that women get to be society's sounding board for words that feel like shadows?

This baby emerged like a lightning bolt onto the scene. Then what?

We have more tools than ever to tell us about our children before they're born. But disability screenings raise complicated—potentially dangerous—possibilities. 

On the surreal nature of secondary trauma.

I’ve spent most of my life reading literature that made me laugh. But something has changed.

During quarantine, I've been trying to remind myself that I've always been able to find inspiration for a better life.

Our ancestors were born to die by predators. We are born to die by products.

On the shame of mentorship.

I have begun to obsess about this one kiss. A kiss. What the hell difference would a kiss make?