Dancing With My Angry Self

I’ve been dancing with anger for some time now. Perhaps it’s been on simmer for years, finally coming to a boil after a contentious election cycle. Maybe my hormones are shifting. Perhaps it’s an awakening. The why isn’t important. Whatever the reason, my anger and I have gotten to know each other very well over the past…

Nevertheless, She Persisted

This morning I opened my eyes to the news that the US Senate, invoking an obscure rule, shut down Senator Elizabeth Warren while she was reading a letter written by Coretta Scott King. And by shut down, I mean shut up. Along party lines, the Senate voted to officially take away her voice. In a system…

American Elegy

This is not an elegy for America, the beautiful; America land of the free. It’s not an elegy for  geography, latitude and longitude, tectonic ’tis of thee. The land, blooded and let, bartered for pretty trinkets, stolen for a woolen blanket and a few bottles of booze–she will remain. Purple mountains majesty, fruited plains. Red…

Do Not Disturb

It’s an age-old question: What do women want? Psssst…come closer. I’ll let you in on a secret. ….. …… …… Women want to be left alone. I’m serious. For the most part, we just want you to leave us alone. We want you to stop telling us how we should or shouldn’t dress, what not to wear, how…