Category: identity

Amazon Knows Things

This morning, while riding the train, I found myself surrounded by people shopping on Amazon. Not talking. Not reading. Not scrolling aimlessly through Instagram pretending to be interested in someone’s vacation. Shopping. Amazon Prime Deal Days had apparently turned the train into a mobile shopping mall. I started […]

Come Over, But Please Leave by Nine

I miss dinner parties. Not the Pinterest dinner parties. Not the perfectly curated tablescape with twelve matching wine glasses and an appetizer that requires a microplane, three reductions and a culinary degree. I mean the old kind. People came over. We ate. We drank. We talked. Sometimes we […]

Karmic Retribution

Do you believe in karma? Perhaps karmadoesn’t arrive with thunder. Perhaps it arrivesin the form of a person. Someone who teases youthe way you once teased someone else. Uses youthe way you once used someone. Wanders awaythe way you once wandered. Withholds the tendernessyou once withheld. Leaves you […]

Komodo Energy

I think I would like a Komodo dragon. Not as a pet, exactly. More as a roommate with its own wing of the house, a very generous food budget, and a legally binding agreement that we do not eat one another. Because look at them. Fierce. Beautiful. Majestic. […]

Karma Has a Long Memory

Do you believe in karma? I believe in karma. Always have. No hesitation. No existential debate. I don’t need to see the cosmic spreadsheet to know somebody is keeping receipts. What we put out into the universe comes back. Sometimes gently.Sometimes loudly.Sometimes with the subtlety of a brick […]

The Ghosts Still Find Me

The ghosts still find me. They don’t need directions.They know where I am. They find me in dreams,where the dead are inconveniently alive again,where I can hear a voiceI haven’t heard in yearsand for one glorious, cruel momentforget that I cannot hear it anymore. They find me in […]

Beef Everywhere

There is simply too much beef. Beef is expensive.Beef is everywhere.And apparently, everyone has beef with everyone else. There is even a television show called Beef, which is essentially an extended meditation on what happens when two people cannot let a grudge go. We have become remarkably committed […]

The Bitters of Moving On

Sometimes moving on feels less like healingand more like drinking something you really, really don’t want to drink. When you’ve been wronged,there are bitters. A strong aftertaste.A little bitterness on the tongue.A memory that keeps reminding you: Oh yes. That happened. And then there is the perfectly human […]