My love affair with the Dixie Chicks began around age four with the release of the Texan trio’s debut album, Wide Open Spaces. We listened to the CD in the car and on the stereo in our living room. Every other night I listened to it through fuzzy boombox speakers on a cassette tape thatContinue reading “there’s your trouble”
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who’s afraid of Sylvia Plath?
I am. Or, I was. Here’s what happened. I was seventeen the summer after I graduated from high school. My family and I took a trip to the beach. It wasn’t something we did often. We were more of a hike-in-the-woods family than a sand-and-surf family. I’m pretty sure we went because I insisted thatContinue reading “who’s afraid of Sylvia Plath?”
things I know about living beings
First of all, it’s not much. My understanding of the natural world looks more like an absence than anything else. I’m not good at science or math. This is something I often treat like a personality trait perhaps because it makes me very different than more than half of my family. Maybe that makes itContinue reading “things I know about living beings”