Box, String, Ladder, Birds–On the Occasion that You Need Willpower

Dear Lily June, I regularly read you this children’s story called “Cookies” from a larger collection. In it, two friends, Frog and Toad,… Read more Box, String, Ladder, Birds–On the Occasion that You Need Willpower

#ThrowbackThursday–On the Occasion that Your Mother Swallows Her Words Like Pool Water

Dear Lily June, I’ve quit, for a moment, waging my one-woman war against selfies, especially when I realized that half… Read more #ThrowbackThursday–On the Occasion that Your Mother Swallows Her Words Like Pool Water

Dear Lily June, The other day, I got into an argument with a co-worker. There is a TV in the… Read more Wrinkles & Grays–In Which We Get Older Everyday

Dear Lily June, They say a leopard can’t shed his spots. And why would he? The speckled skin a leopard… Read more The Skin You’re In–In Which The Whole Family Is Marked

Dear Lily June, There may come a time, and sooner than I’ll want to admit, when you decide you’d like… Read more Maybe She’s Born with It–In Which I Talk Down Makeup

Dear Lily June, In therapy this week, I focused on all the things I’m afraid you’ll inherit from me–not the… Read more Rubenesque Passion–In Which I Reflect on My Reflection

Dear Lily June, It’s amazing to me how much stock for womanhood and femininity we put into what are essentially… Read more Gleaming, Streaming, Flaxen, Waxen–In Which I Question Hair & Gender

Dear Lily June, As human beings, we live in the flimsy structures of our fleshy bodies. Our hearts, like birds,… Read more Forgiving the Flesh–In Which I Recount the Ways My Body Has Betrayed Me