June in America
Here we are, nearly a year since I’ve last written in this space, though I’ve been writing non-stop here and here and here. I’ve kept notes on what I want to say when I sit back down to respond to any … Continue reading
Author Archives: Jennifer
Five Years Without My Son
June 2 marked five years since I held him. I’ve written that down in so many ways— the fact that I held him. It always goes back to that act, that hour, that contact. It’s all I had. It’s everything. … Continue reading
One Year Of V.
Oh, Little V., I have been meaning to get here, to put down all that is amazing about you as we spend our days together. Most days we are just keeping up by living it, girl. You go with the … Continue reading
Why We Marched
I didn’t think I would go to the Women’s March. I’m nursing a baby. On some level, I’m afraid. Until I realized… Wait. No. I had to go. I had to march. V. would simply have to come with me. Because I … Continue reading
What We Say and Don’t Say After This Election
This is one of those times where what I write from here on out is different than it would have been. Had the election gone the other way. Had she become our president-elect instead of him. A qualified female instead … Continue reading