
Home is Wearing a Google Sweatshirt and Judging You
She has probably subsisted on stir fry, soylent, and almond milk for the past two months, and while she occasionally branches out to grilled or raw salmon, she must know its precise point of origin before risking ingestion.

The Memory of Teeth
Teeth will tell us not only what we used to be, but even where we came from. They sit like abandoned road signs at the crossing between Nature and Nurture.

The Perils of Hope
When I was in Spain, my host mother tried to encourage me to be more hopeful. I was applying for my current job, Writing Consultant, and she said that if I believed I would get it, I’d be more likely to actually get it. I disagreed.
“I’ll do my best on the interview,” I said. “And then I’ll avoid thinking about it… indefinitely.”

Fearful Familiarity
After Trump won, my sister said we “were in the darkest timeline.” And certainly dystopia has its relevance in times such as these.

The End of the World
Don’t you wonder how you’d handle the end of the world? I bet you’ve thought of how you’d handle the zombie apocalypse, if nothing else.

In All Her Seasons
We are changeable creatures. We follow certain rules, consistent as trees in our inconsistency.

The View from Downstairs
But this isn’t what people picture when they think of ambition, is it? I think they picture someone climbing Mt. Everest, or a man in a suit looking out the window of a high rise — thinking not of his view, but of the view from the office above him.