-Lake Orion, MI 2020 My mind tossed all night like ragweeds caught in a storm, thinking of these words Cut your hair tomorrow what my mother said to me after watching a video where yet...
Jack has a job. It’s the sort of job where he doesn’t get to tell many people what to do or what not to do. Say he’s a travel agent or an insurance claim adjuster or a legal clerk, and he’s probably quite...
the stratosphere is now in of yesteryear the Dow Jones you’ll go far in this market buy a car rent a house that is you supply is scarce through the roof and demand is high you’re the man get the green while...
In mathematics, the quotient is what you get when you divide one quantity by another. Thus, 3 into 36 yields the quotient 12. In Tracy O’Neill’s vertiginous new novel of information and its discontents...
“Remember Hoping Hospital?” I started my oral training class with a rhetorical question. Silence. The eighteen English majors, even the active speakers, had been quiet since the class began in early March. Due...
My best friends, Ruby and Paul, live about an hour north of Manhattan. On March 13, we planned a nice weekend—I would come up for a day or two, as I often do to get out of the city. On March 14, Covid-19 accelerated its embrace of New York. Paul and...
i: The Hunting Dog and the Watchdog Once there was a hunting dog and a watchdog who lived down the street across the river by a forest of meat Watchdog took up on the big wraparound porch every day with a rifle between his paws and when Hunting Dog...
Watched 8 videos on how to sew a fabric mask1 Added an extra 10 ml water to sourdough recipe (no other variables changed)2 Reread another handful of pages of The Bell Jar3 Listened to daily press conference (Raab again)4 Spoke to my family in...
This is a follow-up to Roxana Robinson’s earlier essay, “Trump & the Criminal Culture” If you ran a company, would you offer a product that would kill nearly half your customers? How good a business model is that? If you’re...
Standing before a table heaped with avocados, I watched the other shoppers toss bags of potatoes, onions, and apples into their carts. I was alone in my pursuit of just the right green-black fruit. When I found it, it wouldn’t last more than a day...
Heroism? Duty? Selflessness? Responsibility? Christian kindness? I’d love for any one of those to be true. I’d love to feel like a hero. But they aren’t and I’m not. I became a nurse because I flunked out of art school and needed a vocation. My mom...
“Don’t look now.” I turned to the window and saw a Mercedes parked in the lot. My heart sank. “I told you not to look.” My roommate Romina rolled her eyes—at what, it was always hard to tell. “That thing’s probably worth two years of tuition. So...
I never thought I would drive for DoorDash. Then again, I never thought I would live during a pandemic either.I live in Healdsburg, a small California town in wine country. Last December, I quit my job in the wine industry, looking for a change...
At five a.m., there was a bold flash of light and then a tremendous roar of thunder. Car alarms sounded throughout the neighbourhood. An early riser, I stood on the front porch, gazing into the dark as the rain began to batter the sidewalks. It is...
When the first corona cancellations started appearing in my inbox, I wrote to my monthly creative writing workshop, pledging to scrub every surface of our meeting space in order to provide a germ-free place for us to gather. I didn’t want to cancel...
With this drawing I was trying to capture the disorientation, isolation, and anxiety of life and “distance learning” during a pandemic. Isadora Davis is a 14-year-old artist and writer. She goes to the High School of...
I am lying on my couch, watching the lights come on in Hanoi from the window of my 33rd floor apartment. Phone in hand, I alternately scroll through headlines about the devastation coronavirus is wreaking on the USA, and search for updates about...
