Despite our shared grief, the conversation was stunted at first—we were still adults—known enemies to teenagers all over.
When she was dying, it was easy to see her spoons dripping off her remote controlled hospital bed.
The law of falling bodies states that if I had somehow touched Tom’s body as it fell through the air, the outcome would not have...
When I grip the hot neck between fingers and thumb as Doña Margo shows me, the chicken wakes, blinking and fluttering its wings.
A discussion with the translator of Stories of the Sahara (Bloomsbury, 2020) on navigating between languages.
Bats are the only mammals who have adapted to true and sustained flight. While their flying looks frenzied, it is, in fact, radically precise.
I sob for a moment into the nubby polyester and consider sucking my thumb. I try it but get no satisfaction.
A year is a long time in baby time. I’ve seen her go from a babe-in-arms to a proficient crawler to a walking machine.
Not long ago and without notice I crossed the threshold between Miss and Ma’am.
I’m always breaking up with my boyfriend whom I love because I think I might want to be with a woman.
When you were young, your mother would squeeze your breasts in the bath, ask if there was any milk while you shrieked.
I find that I can no longer recall the pitch of his voice, precisely, only those words on which it halted.