The airport in Addis Ababa is an oversized square and smells like people and duty-free snacks. Storefronts with headless mannequins line its walkways and vie for the attention of braless Europeans with money to exchange. Listless travelers dogged its perimeter in the sleepy hours of that morning…

weirdo, n.

They were at the farmer’s market the other day, as usual. The Amish stood behind their stall, an older man and his two teenaged sons, inviting us to look at heirloom tomatoes the size of our heads. My own sons surveyed the diverse group around us, a band…

Why copying the masters is the key to producing great art.

“Mom! Tell him to stop copying me!”

It’s a phrase mothers everywhere hear at least once on their parenting journey. Children are…

She sat on her bed. The bedspread was cheap and fuzzy and she liked it better because of those things. The dogs weren’t allowed on the bed, strictly speaking. They curled at her feet anyway and looked out the window. She closed her eyes for a moment because they were burning again. She didn’t know why they burned…