Why…

The seats were metal then, cold even in summer. We didn’t need a push—we swung, pumped our legs until the sun seemed close enough to singe, until our lungs swelled fat with breath. The ground beneath us could have killed, but didn’t—we pumped and swung until it disappeared, until the iron chains we clung to … More Why…

Notice

So, COVID-19. It’s enough to drive us out of our heads. I fully appreciate the need for hand sanitizer and soap and wipes and alcohol and hydrogen peroxide and pasta and rice and canned tuna and toilet tissue and and and… We need to stock up, the experts have said, and I’ve taken them as … More Notice

Hats

I wear them when it’s cold and when it’s blazing hot. Winter hats cover my ears and brow, and summer hats shield my eyes and keep my cheeks and nose from frying and blistering. A fedora of my husband’s was made of a straw-like mesh. He thought it would keep his head cool and wore … More Hats