I know now I was grieving something , the death of an ambition. I started attending reading events at Green Apple Books, my local bookstore, because it was something I liked in grad school, and I had to get myself out of the house. Going to those events was (is) a way of traveling without moving; they have afforded me an incredibly valuable... See more

Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means to let our private language slowly meet the world. What it means to shape something loosely, gently, and with care—so that someone else might pick it up and feel less alone. I don’t think we need to rush that process. But I do believe in creating containers that help us tend to it with intention.