Childhood Twice Over

What is more baby brother than a shy knock on my bedroom door? What is more baby brother than his body flopping onto my bed, keeping his feet in the air so that they don’t touch the pillows. I remember the summer we changed our names and begged dad for guinea pigs. The summer I [...]

Wifi & Marriage

It was two days before I left for a semester in London. I was sitting on the couch in my basement, drinking a glass of red wine and watching re-runs of sitcoms from the 90's. I had been trying to check my phone less recently, but, in this moment, I couldn't fight the urge; I [...]