These events have differed dramatically in their size and format, but they have all centered around one common theme: the government is broken, and the people to fix it are women. Catalyst for these demonstrations appears to be Congresswoman Nina Bannister (D-Mississippi) who resigned her post in...
Thompson, who’d just gotten out of the squad car, used a red handkerchief to mop the back of his neck. “What kind of people?” “The writers.” “What do they want to talk to me about?” A shake of the head: “I don’t know. They won’t talk to any of the rest of us.” “How many of them want to talk to me...
––William Faulkner, As I Lay Dying On Saturday morning, Aurora, Goddess of the Dawn, came sweeping across the cove and into Bay St. Lucy. She appeared first as a slight lightening in an octopus-ink black sky that had blanketed the town. Then she slipped an aquamarine-clad arm through the crack of...
It might have been seconds. It might have been years. But there are moments that cannot be escaped from, that cannot be used to jump forward. They are such quicksand that the foot one braces with sinks into them, and existence stops, it being unable to progress in time. So that time, at least for...
“I must go down to the sea again....” John Masefield “We may not all have come over on the same ship, but we’re all in the same boat now.” Martin Luther King Jr. The trip from Nina’s to the harbor was like driving not through a movie but through the “coming attractions.” Avenue E, between Lee and...
She was never to forget it. There was, of course, a most obvious reason why she would not—and could not—forget it. But there were other things, too. She could not forget how two major rooms in the old Robinson mansion had been melded together, their ceilings obliterated, their walls and windows d...