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E-Toe-Bee-Coe Roar
Three Mondays ago, I met a man who made me want to run home and hug my son. A smothery mother hug, the kind that said: Fuck off world: he’s ...
Rome Suppressed
Translated by Lucy Rand.
I start to
walk…
I walk.
I always walk when I need to think. I walk the congested streets of Rome
and my heart, my extravagant little heart, ...
Prozac and Presence
Prozac made me cisgender, I
say to my therapist inside of her bright blue office-box, barely big enough to
hold all of these painful jokes and thoughts.
Flashback.
It’s August of ...
Coming of Age on a Day of Rage
A story of how a peak moment for me as a parent was marred by an act of domestic terror committed by a neo-Nazi and white supremacist.
The Road that Leads Back Home
A writer arrives at the definition of home through her journeys around Nigeria.
The Freaks Live in Suburbia
That’s where we come in, we’re watching through the writer, seeing them as freaks because that’s how they’re portrayed.
Homesick
Last winter I was homeless. Temporarily, still full of uncertainty and ill at ease. It’s not fun, at no age, under no condition. I remember sitting in the cold early ...
What We Are to Each Other
We grew up in a society where we learned that to be openly gay was to most likely get us picked on and beat up, if not killed outright.
Willing Exile
“For all its many drawbacks, America has been good to me.” A Brit contemplates life abroad.
On Deadlines, Failure, and Getting Started
When I write and I have an idea, I scribble a phrase on a post-it note and I come back to it later. I constantly have ideas. Most of them ...
The Devil’s Backbone
He had warned us. This wouldn’t be your travel agent’s Mexico, no rent-a-moped-and-go-out-for-margaritas vacation.
The Letdown
Somewhere between the excitement of taking a chance on something and the real world practice of taking a chance on something, the disdain hangs in the balance.
The Knitted Tank
Knitting a woolen pullover for a tank…yes, it was a political statement, an anti-war statement. It made the tank look ridiculous.
Memory Keeping
Sometimes we have to write through the past in order to develop our future.
The Last Travel Diary of a Pregnant Nomad
A committed wanderer is forced to contemplate the notion of “home.”
Notes on Fear
What stayed with me was the guy’s face. His mouth was curved with mirth—he was about to make a funny comment—but his eyes widened slightly with surprise. He simply didn’t ...
Diary of a Laptop Hobo: Scranton, PA
You’ll see us around town. Staring intently into screens, passably dressed, tipping fairly well to counter-balance our loitering.
Three Minutes of Fame in New York
Reality TV shows and flipping burgers in New York.
Maha Kumbh Mela: The Largest Gathering on Earth
Photographer Kris Hariharan’s beautiful images of the largest peaceful human gathering on earth, the religious ritual of immersion in the Ganges.
God Rides the Bus in Sudan
The truck veers suddenly to the left and screeches to a halt. The driver’s door opens and he emerges with a shotgun in one hand, hitching his robes up with ...