Life With Jordan and Sam
It’s 3:00 a.m. and I am sitting in a cloud of stink. It’s nothing new to be surrounded by stink. I grew up with two brothers who, I was certain, farted just to torture...
Category: Family
When in Rome
The dinner table was silent; all eyes were on Jordan. We were waiting for him to answer my grandmother’s question. Moments before, he’d been fielding inquires about his background and was in the middle...
The Vote That Counts
My grandmother, Nonie, called Jordan “handsome,” both because she thought he was good looking and because she couldn’t remember his name. She was 99 years old. It’s possible that one of the reasons she...
Questionable Behavior
I was standing on a footstool, screwing a cabinet shelf back into place when Jordan found me. An hour prior I had gone into the kitchen to cook dinner. At this moment, screwdriver in...
Recurring Dream
I have a recurring dream. A bomb is falling out of the sky. It’s large and oblong, a dark form made of steel. The bomb falls quickly, gaining speed as it gets closer to...
