‘Twas The Week Fore Election

Twas mere weeks ’til election, when all through the landThe people were voting by mail and by hand; The ballots were mounting in state after stateCast after four years of interminable wait; The voters were spilling out into the streetsWith the tongue taste of 2016 still bittersweet; And Kamala in her Chucks, and Liz with…

Pardon Me, Can You Point Me to the Toilet?

Twenty something years ago I sat in an Italian restaurant in England with my then boyfriend’s family and asked where the bathroom was. My future in-laws looked at me with the kind of blank confusion I can only assume my face resembles when my children talk to me about FortNite, leaving me–cross-legged and full-bladdered–in a…

America is a Gun

No one needs an assault rifle. Or a semi-automatic rifle. Or whatever the semantic difference is that people think is important and is really not because that’s not the point. No one needs an AR-15 to defend themselves. No one needs to open carry a semi-automatic weapon. No one needs one to protect themselves from…

Heart of Darkness

We had a discussion with a group of tweens and teens recently about why feminism still matters. “But shouldn’t we be about equal-ism?” One of them piped up. I understood where she was coming from. After all, this generation of girls have been afforded the most freedom since Pagan goddesses ruled the stones. But she is…