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Rise Up Queens felt like we were all swimming in open ocean.  The women splash and flail and panic, screaming and swallowing salt water.  The RUQ lifeboat pulls up.  Jump on!  they shout, We will save you!  The women clamour clumsily.  Some of their heads disappear under the choppy waves, and then reappear, gasping for air and spitting sea water.  The RUQ boat comes around and hauls each woman aboard, soaking wet and choking on salt water.  Sarah,  they holler from the bobbin

How supremely stupid. I genuinely believed I could do it. I let myself buy into it. Are you dumb? Clearly. You have kids, dipshit. You asked for this. You want to be a writer, Bill Shakespeare? An artist? I can’t decide if I should be laughing or crying. Maybe laughing so hard I cry. How in God’s name did you get talked into the idea that you could “have it all?” You had four hours tonight and what do you have to show for it? You microwaved dinner and took a load of laundry o

It was the summer of 1997.  I was 14 years old and about to become the latest bear mauling statistic in the Sierra Nevada mountain range somewhere in California.  How did I know this?  Well, the growling was a pretty good indicator, I thought.  Low, guttural, slightly rhythmic for some reason, and coming from god knows where.  I was sure hoping he knew, anyway, because I didn’t have a clue.  I was completely alone in pitch- black wilderness, unable to see my own hand in front

Grammy woke me up just before daylight. “Sar?” she said softly, the bedroom door sliding slowly over the plush carpet, the handle releasing softly.  I opened my eyes and gently swung my legs off of the side of the bed, trying not to disturb my sleeping husband.  Fluorescent light from the backyard flood light snuck through the slats in the white metal mini blinds and streamed in laser- perfect stripes onto the chevron crochet blanket on our bed.  “Yeah?” I responded, even tho