‘The Oregon Trail’ Isn’t Just a Game
Every Wednesday in Mrs. Keller’s fifth-grade classroom at Dunsmuir Elementary in Northern California, my friends and I clamored for a spot at the computer to play The Oregon Trail.
Gossamer
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27th October 2021
Ties That Bind
In The Third Body, French-Algerian author and theorist Hélène Cixous interweaves autobiography, letters, and fantasy to create what she calls a "third body" between herself and a lover.
Gossamer
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1st April 2021
All The Things We Cannot Keep
I have this set of love letters. Their envelopes are worn soft. The papery rectangles are hand-painted by an artist, a man whose small-town swagger captured me at 15, and again at 20 in a dark, smelly bar I snuck into.
Harper's BAZAAR
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4th February 2021
Before There Were Instagram Horoscopes, There Was Susan Miller
If social media introduced a new wave of interest in astrology, then Susan Miller is its dot-com foremother.
Victory Journal
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29th January 2021
Wizard Mode
Before they were married, Louise and Eric Wagensonner spent their Thursday nights playing pool at Delirium, a windowless, tunnel-shaped dive bar in San Francisco’s Mission District.
Gossamer
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8th July 2020
The Prophetic Flower
In the introduction to French pilot and author Antoine de Saint-Exupery’s whimsical classic The Little Prince, a Turkish astronomer discovers a new planet, but the scientific community doesn’t believe him because he’s dressed poorly.
Bitch
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24th June 2020
The Queer Gaming Avant Garde
"The here and now is a prison house," wrote the late scholar and theorist José Muñoz. “We may never touch queerness, but we can feel it as the warm illumination of a horizon imbued with potential.”
InStyle
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14th August 2019
Paula Abdul's Renaissance
On the hottest Saturday in July, I stood on a chair in a sweaty ballroom at Manhattan’s Grand Hyatt Hotel next to a row of giddy dance moms filming their children.
NYLON
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4th June 2019
An Ode To The Bodysuit
As a flat-chested '90s tween, I spent most of my time in a one-piece. On weekends, I rocked trendy snap-crotch bodysuits while running my neighborhood dance troupe's rehearsal to "Baby Got Back."
Electric Literature
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14th March 2019
The Lost City of Lemuria
My first language was one of transcendence. I was raised by a single, nomadic mother on a relentless spiritual journey, and my childhood was laced with chatter of ascended masters and astral traveling.
Narratively
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21st January 2019
My Adventures With Dr. Lovewisdom
"Go all the way down this road,” the driver said as he pulled my giant backpack from the combi, a hybrid van-taxi, before chugging off and leaving me at the gated entrance to Vilcabamba, Ecuador’s southernmost village.
Catapult
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13th September 2018
The Heart of Padre Pio
I waited in line for an hour to see his heart, eating sausage in a semolina bun with roasted hot and sweet peppers, watching children chase each other around headstones in the church graveyard as live Polka music blared.
