I want to talk about anime, not what I do all day.

I am the shadow of my motherhood.I am what comes after the stroller,so that you already knowthe shape of mebefore you've really looked. I am cast with the waking of the sun,and warp around demandsmuch bigger than the mouths that make them,stretching and shrinking as needed. So please excuse my melodramaticsand the volume of my … Continue reading I want to talk about anime, not what I do all day.

A Safe Distance

There is a space between you and me that measuresthe exact distancerequiredfor a wild animalto turn from deadlyto cute. It is the kind of distancethat plays tricks on the eye --blurring harsh edges,leaving only pointillistic impressionsthat tickle the most palatable of memories. It is the size ofscribblescoalescing into sense,kitchen knivesmistaken forwooden spoons. Ours is the … Continue reading A Safe Distance

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It seems to methat there’s been some confusion in the news, in the mediain the comments sections,and around the family dinner table about where to aimthe blamefor our every disappointment,every perceived — and rarely felt —economic threat,every culturally-dictated fantasythat failed to come to fruition. It’s the immigrants, they say.The welfare collectors.The addicts.The poor. But I … Continue reading Only —