I was in college, and, since I measure my life in Facebook posts, I have an idea of what I was up to ten years ago...

The picture-taking portion of the evening was a serious affair. We allotted at least an hour for it, as if we were working with...

The heater blasted on high, fogging up the windshield. The lingering image of the dream I’d just woken up from still played in my head as...

My mother was lying on the couch looking up at the rafters when I entered my parents’ 600-square foot cabin in north central Mississippi....

Every road out of Washington is coated in a pre-dawn blanket of clean snow...

On January 1st, 2010, I wake up with two black eyes. I am thirteen years old, and three nights a week I walk to an Assemblies of God church

Ten years ago, I pierced my nose for the first time...

Mexican guidebooks have a lot of rules. Mimi and I have given up on most of them. I’m not-quite divorced, but I’m separated enough to be res

December 18th, 2009. You stand on a California sidewalk about to go into a spa...

K stands for Kookie, a nickname I could never shake. It’s cute, people say, like you. I might have been cute once...