Ghaith is a Syrian refugee who fled to Sweden, by way of Lebanon, Turkey, Greece, Serbia, Austria, and Germany. He left his wife and mother to try and build a life for them that won’t involve car bombs and streets littered with body parts. He walked … [Continue reading] about Hardship
Oy to the World
When my younger daughter was six, she informed me, between mouthfuls of frozen peas, “There’s no such thing as Santa. It’s the parents.” I leaned over the table, looked her straight in the eye and said, “You are correct. Now please don’t tell … [Continue reading] about Oy to the World
The 24
A wall in the shower is covered in gray tile. One of the little hexagons is cracked in such a way that it looks like the profile of a wolf. You stare at it while soaping your armpits, and think if your life were a Miyazaki movie, the tiny wolf would … [Continue reading] about The 24
I Woke Up Happy
Ladies, if you didn’t come to work, I need you to leave right now. Work those hips. I see you over there acting like you’re tired. Are you ready? Work. Who writes the lyrics to Zumba songs? A five-year-old playing Mean Boss? I’m not supposed to be … [Continue reading] about I Woke Up Happy
The Day I Wanted Another Baby
One potential hazard of spending a lot of time by myself is lingering thought. Since we moved from San Francisco to Perth, the time I spend alone has skyrocketed. Overall, this has been a surprisingly welcome turn of events. I am at risk of turning … [Continue reading] about The Day I Wanted Another Baby