Maybe That’s Your World but it Doesn’t Have to Be Mine

View at Medium.com View at Medium.com Maybe when you were six, skipping rope, a stranger showed you a part of himself you should never have seen. Maybe when you were eleven, one of the uncles who sat around your dinner table touched you in places you didn’t even know you had. Maybe when you were…

How Lucky We Are To Be Alive Right Now

Here we are, the ass-end of another year. I sat down yesterday to write about Salome and her veils. Then I re-read 2016’s year-end post. Apparently I had the same idea last year. Always ahead of myself, it would seem. And forever forgetting it. I expected I would endeth the year in much the same…

The Absence of “No” is Not Enough

For the last week I’ve been watching the #MeToo movement rise and fall in the media. Women are sharing, in great detail, personal experiences in order to highlight just how pervasive the problem of sexual harassment and assault really is. What I’m also noticing is that men, on the whole, have been largely silent. Now,…