I don’t have enough room for all the things. Minimalism seems to be popular these days. But not in this house. I like layers of things. I like layered clothing (which isn’t much of a thing living in a hot climate). I like collage, pictures glued over images and found objects glued on top. My … Continue reading →

I don’t have many pictures of my step-sister. The ones I had, her mother took when they left. These holidays are weird. At least, I think they are. My Facebook feed is filled with sibling photographs. They’re great. I cheer everyone who loves and can stand to be around their siblings. It’s one thing I’ve … Continue reading →

After I wrote about why I was participating in the women’s march, the why question continued to hum in my head. Or maybe the question had changed somewhat to why certain things bother me so much and why do I believe the way that I do. Everyone thinks they’re right, of course. How does it … Continue reading →

I’m thinking about why I’m participating in the women’s march today. It’s fine if people disagree, but I’m not writing this to change minds or justify myself. Because I’m not going to write anything here that’s going to change anyone’s mind. I don’t write to preach or persuade. I write to understand. Putting words on … Continue reading →

Not everything we fail to see is a unicorn. I saw the lovely movie Hidden Figures yesterday. Have you seen it? In the film, you see what it could mean for a black woman to need a bathroom. Katherine Jackson has to run so far from her desk in whatever the weather and in heels … Continue reading →