We Should All Be Weeping

If I had a daughter, I would want her to be little like Emma Gonzalez. Or perhaps a lot like her. There are a hundred reasons. There is her buzz cut for starters. As a woman who used to shave her head I promise you, bringing a set of clippers to your scalp is a... Continue Reading →

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One Super Girl at a Time

The other day a friend stopped by with her two daughters in tow, all bright smiles and freckle-faced freshness. Her older girl, bordering on middle school, smiled and gave me a sticker which, I was told, she'd been keeping for me because she thought I'd like it. Sweet, right? Look, I scream and use a... Continue Reading →

The Body (A Love Letter)

What is the difficulty in stripping layers of cloth and standing bared in front of my own reflection? It should be easier to face a reflection in the mirror than it is to face the secrets of a soul; easier to bare a breast, a hip, an ankle than to see unmasked the wings and... Continue Reading →

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D.E. Haggerty

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