Writing

Disability Studies Quarterly 39.4, 2019   This index is a memoir of dyslexia, which distills, palimpsests, or perhaps kills the real and unreadable primary text. What’s re(a)d pools and beams here. This index leaks and stains your hands as you hold it in mind; it stutters, sounds out, backtracks and questions itself as it attempts […]

Glance #1 If looks could kill, goes the expression, and in fact they can and do. To glance means to glide off a struck thing, to strike obliquely. We are talking about weapons now: to dart, to shoot, and about light: a blinding shine. Men have a way of glancing at women that lets us […]

I will never forget where I was when the Senate voted to confirm a twisted, white, rapist to the highest court in our nation.  On October 6, 2018, my “#MeToo as Literary Form” panel at the &Now Festival of Innovative Writing assembled to address the very brand of predation epitomized on the national stage.

I don’t think of it as I’m driving my 12-year-old to her first sleep-away camp, two and a half hours north of our home in Michigan. It comes to me that night as I’m falling asleep, in the dreamy limbo just before sleep, in the enchanted hour of exhaustion effortlessly turning to panic, in the […]

The largest porch in the world wraps around the Grand Hotel on Mackinac Island in Michigan. From this porch and its hundreds of rocking chairs, as you look out over the great Lake Huron, and say it looks like the ocean, a sense that anything is possible deepens the sun spreading on blue water. For […]

Francis Alÿs’s Guards (London 2004–5) is a thirty-minute video documenting a loosely scripted narrative of sixty-four Coldstream Guards, the oldest regiment in the British Army. By different streets, unaware of one another’s route, the uniformed guards wander through London looking for one another. …

We name our winds for elsewhere, and ride them like a song forward into an aromatic future. Yet the time wind inhabits is too slow and spacious for the human eye; its undulations span generations and its unrelenting nature cannot begin to comprehend our puny endurance. An immensity of alien time pulls at the lithic […]