I was a freshman in high school when the planes hit the Twin Towers. In the weeks following I sat in front of the TV for hours and hours of new coverage, stories of lives lost and family members left behind in despair. I made a collage of the … [Read more]
You were born, and then I was, too
“You were born during a blue moon the night that Mars was closer to the Earth than it had been in a decade,” I said to you when you were in my belly. But it wasn’t your time. “You came into this world dancing," I told you. "That night I jumped, … [Read more]
In search of sexual liberation and embodied desire
I don’t do Valentine’s sex. I don’t do birthday sex. Sometimes I don’t even do anniversary sex. I don’t give my body as a gift. I don’t give my body as consolation. I don’t give my body as apology. I don’t give my body as “thank you”. I don’t give … [Read more]
Learning to hold my own light
Before we started officially dating, Lloyd and I did the all-important dance of the souls: We exchanged mixed CDs. To pop that CD in and drive around town listening to songs someone had chosen just for you--to reveal part of themselves that they … [Read more]
We will carry your light to the ends of the world
I wrote these words after learning of the death of Liam Galaty, a beloved 14-year-old boy whom I had known and loved since he was in preschool. Liam lived his life with compassion, dedication, joy, and courage. He died in his home on December 18, … [Read more]
If my son’s going to be from Mississippi
Jackson, Mississippi was still thawing when Former Governor William Winter took the stage for our state’s bicentennial celebration and the opening of the country’s first state-funded and state-sponsored civil rights museum. Friday brought the … [Read more]
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