Writing this post two days after Hurricane Milton passed within 50 miles of my home, I am struck by how absolutely exhausted I am. I have done some level of physical activity–putting […]
Milton and Me
Cozy Mysteries: Barbacoa, Bomba, and Betrayal Reviewed
If you’re looking for a fun read to finish off Hispanic Heritage Month or just to get you through the hurricane, consider Racquel V. Reyes’ cozy, Barbacoa, Bomba, and Betrayal: a Caribbean […]
Empty Nest
I have filled and emptied decades of my life, but there are still decades left to unfold.
Gun Lovers, Quit Whining! You Are Winning the Weapons Race
On a sunny day this summer, floating in a swimming pool beneath an azure sky, the topic of guns came up. A man who is a friend and relative by marriage, let’s […]
You’re Not Broken
Shadows of leaves shifted on the window. I sat in the worn office chair I’d inherited with the office, talking with a bright, talented student who wrote astonishing poems and had implied, […]
Sometimes Nature Kills Us: A Book Review of “The Ghost Town Collectives and other stories of the Anthropocene”
The catastrophic events in Brittney Corrigan’s collection, The Ghost Town Collectives and other stories of the Anthropocene, could happen as soon as tomorrow, in a decade or three, or maybe yesterday. Rogue […]
Sisters, You Can Borrow My Crib Notes to Empower Women and Unite Our Nation
What do you say when people around you actively sow hate? Divisiveness? Misinformation? Doesn’t matter what side you’re on, the problem is clear—it isn’t the Republicans, it isn’t the Democrats. The sane […]
I Hope I’m Not Just Dreaming After All This Time
We should always be stretching our imaginations, exploring the limits imposed on us from within or without, and we should be stepping toward what feeds us. I didn’t think that was objectionable. I thought everyone understood the power of having dreams.
The Joy of Voting, Then and Now
In the spring of 1979, I was enrolled in a Government Class required for graduation at Greenville High School. It was the Dazed and Confused era of teen life in Texas, and […]
Break The Screen (Time)
I can no longer invest time or attention in the products of corporations that have intentionally done potentially irreparable damage to not only my children, but their entire generation.
The Gloria Sirens 