The Blackout of ’03 (Or The Night I Met Wallace Shawn)
We cried until we came to our senses, realizing: we had work to do.
I Wish I Was An All-American Girl And I Wish I Could Grow Past It
The years I spent wondering what my parents would say if I asked them to change it.
Will You Celebrate With Us? Are You Coming Alone?
Well, I made it through alive.
This Is My Confession About Cobblers And My Love For Them
I speak of the faithful cobbler.