That One Yom KippurI didn’t fast that Yom Kippur. I reasoned with myself: I’m in another country. I don’t know when I’ll be back. This is my last day here. I…Oct 15Oct 15
The Imaginary Rhetorical Purchase of a Wardrobe HookI found this wardrobe hook in a drawer in an upstairs’ bedroom in my parent’s house in North Carolina. Never taken out of its package…Aug 12Aug 12
That Time I Did Not Write for McSweeney’sSometimes I wish I had imposter syndrome. I wonder if my dog ever experienced trauma before he met me. There’s a bridge not far from my…May 30May 30
Assume the PositionI’ve never been in this store. It is maybe a three minute walk from my house. This is a neighborhood convenience store whose named #2…Feb 19Feb 19
Waters, Rivers, Anti-SemitismI’m underwater. A Miami school field trip. A trip to the beach. I may be in second grade. Maybe first grade. I cannot remember which. “Be…Oct 23, 2023Oct 23, 2023
Dumb Shit WritingMy son constantly takes his phone with him into the bathroom, and I’m afraid one day he will drop it in the toilet. I don’t know how he…Jul 17, 2023Jul 17, 2023
A Broken MugA few days ago, this mug broke in my hands. I don’t know why it broke. I pulled the mug from the cabinet, was about to place it on the…Feb 10, 2023Feb 10, 2023
Lisbon StoriesExcept for “thank you,” I don’t speak Portuguese. Before a recent trip to Lisbon, I spent a few weeks on Duolingo trying to learn…Jan 9, 2023Jan 9, 2023
My Dad’s ThingsI opened my dad’s office desk drawer after he died. In it, I found neatly organized items from the insurance and financial planning…Oct 18, 2022Oct 18, 2022
A Few Grumpy RhetoricsThis is a photograph of my daughter and me. We are in a Mexican grocery store called Aguascalientes. There is a taqueria inside the store…Jun 23, 20221Jun 23, 20221
