Fear, anger and uncertainty are escalating, and lately, I find myself caught between extremes of being scared shitless, profoundly sad, and trying to hold onto enough courage to stay present, listen, and take action. But this I am certain of: Abusers and misogynists and bigots count on our silence. They count on our fear. In … Read more
I’ve been a hot dog vendor, a shoe salesperson, a middle-school teacher, and a catholic school principal, but owning a bookstore has given me moments with the most eclectic tribe of humans of all. There’s the crime scene cleaner who talked to me about the delicate line between detachment and sensitivity while I rang up … Read more
Five decades ago, Enniscrone, Ireland. I’m in my mother’s arms, my grandmother, next to her, my sister in the arms of my grandfather, my beautiful aunt, next to him, my father behind the camera. The thousands of stories in these arms, these faces, these bodies. intimacies losses betrayals silences horrors triumphs enchantments seeping into … Read more