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Human Parts
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Maybe I never did

When my two youngest kids were 3 and 5, my then-husband and I moved into a beautiful neighborhood with big oak trees and oversized yards. I’d wanted to live in this neighborhood for years. It was highly sought after and ‘the place to be’ in my…


Lived Through This

We all cope differently

I wrote sixty songs during the three months that my mom was dying. I was disgusted with my muse, who had ghosted me for years and chose the end of her life to set a fire in me.

But you can’t deny it—you can’t be holding your mom’s hand and…


THIS IS US

How an eight-year-old kid with the exact hairstyle I wanted saved my entire day

I went roller skating yesterday for the first time since I was in like fourth grade and my partner said “You’re probably going to write a piece about this” before she skated off to chase her daughter around the rink. I was offended by the suggestion that I’m some kind…


THIS IS US

When social distance closes, we get to remember that we’re all in this mess of life together

Among the countless reasons to get vaccinated, eavesdropping might not rank high on your list, but in my humble opinion it’s an underrated reward for safely closing the gap imposed by social distancing. …


EXPRESS YOURSELF

Poetry helps me express my inner outsider

may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone

from “maggie and milly and molly and may” by e.e. cummings

The other day, I wrote a poem (a very mediocre, and maybe even bad poem) for the first time in a…


I’m lonely but I’m also not.

Wikipedia explains that Shrödinger’s Cat “is a thought experiment that illustrates a paradox of quantum superposition. In the thought experiment, a hypothetical cat may be considered simultaneously both alive and dead as a result of its fate being linked to a random subatomic event that may or may not occur.”…


Ben Kassoy (he/him) is…

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is a payphone that rings.

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is a cartographer in a coma, psychokinetically mapping underwater worlds, waiting for someone to one day discover his sunken cities.

Ben Kassoy (he/him) is having three vertebrae removed so he can put his ear right up to his chest…


“I’m ready for a new cat,” my 97-year-old Mom tells me.

“Dixie,” my mother’s last cat, had died two months earlier. Back when the beloved cat was still alive, mom had said it was her last. But she’d said the same thing about Dixie’s predecessor, “Curry” and before that, “Lucky.”


“Some of it is pretty dark,” she warns.

“I was going through Papa’s papers and I found some poetry he’d written,” Mom tells me over the phone.

“Oh, I didn’t know Papa wrote poetry,” I respond, curious.

“Me neither,” she says. “I just have to warn you, some of it is pretty dark, so I don’t want you…

Human Parts

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