The stories we tell matter.
Even if you don’t believe in Adam and Eve The pain makes you want to rip your guts out It already feels that way, so you might not notice until they were gone If you hate your ovaries and your uterus,… Read morePlay a Day: It Feels Like a Curse
Someone sits, thinking. A light bulb appears over their head. Just as suddenly, a bird swoops down from the sky and carries it away.
A woman lies in bed, sleeping. Life moves on around her.
A banner hangs from the ceiling reading “show and tell.” A line of people form a queue to the microphone stage left. Each has an item. They speak in silent pantomime and take their turns explaining their object and its… Read morePlay a Day: Show and Tell
A woman stands naked in front of a full-length mirror. Her brow furrows.
Dark clouds circle overhead. A woman crawls into a pillow fort with a blanket, a flashlight, and a few books. And her cat. And some snacks and bottled water. She waits. And waits.
A woman reaches into the back of her closet, and dusting off her yoga mat, slings it over her shoulder and heads out the door.
A woman sits in a giant pile of fresh summer fruits and vegetables, happily eating cherries and peaches, the juice running down her chin.
An office. Employees work in cubicles. All of them wear Apple watches. Once an hour, a notification on the watches goes off. All the employees stand and then sit again.
A Woman is trying to get from Point A to Point B. Things keep getting in her way. An errant dog, a boy who lost his parents, a homeless woman wanting some change, an evangelist preaching the end of days,… Read morePlay a Day: In the Way