Sarah RamlerThe Odd Truth of Moving to a New CityI was excited to move to Chicago. At my going-away work party, I had plenty of people tell me they were excited for me. With just getting…Nov 15, 2016Nov 15, 2016
Sarah RamlerinCold in the BonesToo Merry of ChristmasMy mother always cared more about Christmas Eve than Christmas Day. I”m not sure if she hated waking up her three teenage sons in the…Oct 3, 2016Oct 3, 2016
Sarah RamlerThe Hero of Jackson Red Line StopThe skin of his bare feet slip across the grass and his arm cuts through the air like a katana. Can you hear him? Can you see him when you…Jul 29, 2016Jul 29, 2016
Sarah RamlerKeep It Together For The KidsThe first day of a job is the worst. The. Worst. You spend the first three hours listening to people talk about where you’re going to sit…Jun 21, 2016Jun 21, 2016
Sarah RamlerHe That Struts for the WorldTopless man in park. For he peacocks for the world. Mid-day lends no eyes.Jun 15, 2016Jun 15, 2016
Sarah RamlerYou Only Want Love Until You Need a GPSYesterday I rode a bus in Chicago for the first time. I wasn’t doing anything cool — just running to Target (Minneapolis REPRESENT) on a…Jun 1, 2016Jun 1, 2016
Sarah RamlerSorry Ma’am But You Dropped Your TamponDisclaimer: I refuse to write a disclaimer.May 19, 2016May 19, 2016
Sarah RamlerTake NoteI have never traveled on Christmas day before. I have always lived near, in driving distance to family that required seeing me on such a…Jan 25, 2016Jan 25, 2016