From the Blueblack Cold–On the Occasion of Your Grandfather’s Birthday

Dear Lily June, It is my father’s–your grandpap Edward’s–birthday. This day of the year is always a loaded one for… Read more From the Blueblack Cold–On the Occasion of Your Grandfather’s Birthday

Origins–In Which Your Grandpap Came for a Visit

Dear Lily June, Someday you will understand that the people you love–maybe even me–can’t always be there for you in… Read more Origins–In Which Your Grandpap Came for a Visit

Dear Lily June, This is a letter I don’t want you to read until you’re older, not because it’s an… Read more Stuttering Silence–In Which I Differentiate Between Good and Bad Secrets

Dear Lily June, They say the first year of marriage is the hardest. “They” are not wrong. Between the tornado… Read more But We Live Here–In Which I Discuss the Perils of Housekeeping

Dear Lily June, It was 4:00 in the morning, this morning, when I said my peace on our apartment balcony.… Read more Praying to the Ceiling–In Which I Recount My Strange Relationship with God