’Tis the season when my children and many of their Manhattan friends will receive gifts from Santa, their grandparents, aunts and uncles, great aunts and uncles, friends, godparents, cousins, and neighbors. They will receive so many gifts that some toys will sit piled up in the … [Read more...]
My Poem about Poetry
"Poetry" A box that beckons like a coffin filled with lonely clouds, squinched blackberries, other gruesome … [Read more...]
It’s Not You, It’s Me: How to Dump A Book
“Summer reading list” after “summer reading list” has seduced me at this point in August. For all the articles and email-forwards on the subject, it might seem that summer is the only time anyone reads. Or perhaps it is the time when one feels one should read – a throwback to … [Read more...]
Sex Tips from a Bookworm
(Reposting an old favorite in honor of Father's Day and the US Open; but, as the titles suggests, it's not about golf...) There was one vacation long ago (I don’t remember where, I just remember the lounge chairs), when my husband and I read The Firm together. He would tear … [Read more...]
The True Story of My Grandmother’s Breasts
I’m pleased to share my latest article, The True Story of My Grandmother’s Breasts, an essay about violence against women, Roxane Gay’s Bad Feminist and a short-story gone wrong. It was published today as part of Prairie Schooner’s series on “Women and the Global … [Read more...]
