personal essays

My Parents Were Both Dying. Then I Found Out I Had Cancer
March 21, 2026
Everything took on a sickening poignancy: the boisterous din at our Saturday brunch place where, just a week before, my girlfriends and I had scrolled through the latest celebrity...
The Eighteen Letters Project
November 2, 2025
I realized that I didn’t want to just print out the letters and hand Hudson a stack of paper. I needed to find a bindery. The woman I ended...
On My Last Leg
October 25, 2025
“Really?” I say, somehow shocked by the assertion.“There are so many assholes out there,” E. insists. “But he wants to take care of you.”Later, I repeat the “assholes” line...