Do I contradict myself? Very well, then I contradict myself, I am large, I contain multitudes. –Walt Whitman Weddings! First of all, let me be honest: I never thought I’d […]
Big Sky Church (or, My Two Weddings)
Shadow Syllabus
Originally posted on Sonya Huber:
I’ll tell you exactly how to get an A, but you’ll have a hard time hearing me. I could hardly hear my own professors when I was…
We’re All Nephews
I spent half of last week helping my sister, Dorey, to babysit our nephew, who turned 7 on Wednesday. I never wanted kids and often feel awkward around them–though some then swarm to me […]
Flashlight Tag
I grew up playing flashlight tag. I lived in the country; the neighborhood kids would gather at my house—a big range of ages, since I was the youngest of four children. We […]
Anger, Fathers, Minefields, Incomplete Stories
This deserves a longer exploration, but today I do not have the energy. I may never have the energy, so I want to say some things now, incomplete as they are, random […]
God Bless Diana Ross
by Sheree L. Greer So, in 2006, I did the inevitable. I came out to my mother. I was in grad school in Chicago at the time, and I decided to tell […]
Note From a Dog’s “Mom”
When Susan Lilley asked me if I had anything to post on Mother’s Day, I thought about pieces I’ve written about having a miscarriage, having and being a stepmother, parenting my own daughter, […]
“Magic Tricks for Puppies”
These are some word-love-related excerpts from my manuscript BORDERLAND: A DOG, A LOVE, A DOUBLE-HELIX (or I might call the book AWESOME DOG, not sure). Anyway, the passages come late the book, from […]
Dumbass, or Words We Learned from Our Fathers
When we were in college, my brother and I were driving down a main street in the town where our parents lived and we went to school. We both lived on campus. […]
A Few Thoughts on Taking Down the Tree
The boxes, stacked in the garage, seem new to me, plastic with clip-lock lids, but we’ve had them for years. They’re dusty and drizzled by Floridian garage-fawna. They don’t look like the […]
The Gloria Sirens 