Long Reads
There is no support or safety net to break one’s fall when friendships fade or split apart. There's not an acceptable period of isolation.
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I did it for the money, sure, but also out of a strange mixture of boredom, perversion, and self-abnegation. Giving myself away, one song at a time.
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I learned to hide my lupus diagnosis as if it were a crime. I became skilled in the art of misdirection.
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The echo. It’s there. It’s what women are told. We’re too sensitive, too emotional; we’re overreacting. Why can’t we be rational, reasonable?
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I knew before I truly knew. When the icon revealing the new Facebook message from Daisy’s brother flashed on my screen, my heart fell to my feet.
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Superstition ruled my mind. More than I realized. I had no idea, within hours, there’d be no child to mother. And then he was gone. And we were childless.
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I landed at Miami International Airport knowing nothing other than that my Cuban father and Russian mother had decided to move our family there.
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