When I saw that Leonard Cohen passed away last week, I followed roughly the same path I tend to follow for most celebrity deaths (of celebrities whom I admire): hop on the internet, soak in their art for a bit, feel an overwhelming, bittersweet nostalgia for someone I’ve never met, rekindle my love for them and their work,… Continue reading Hallelujah

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In the summer of 1997, my mom drove my sisters, Molly and Annie, and me to the Lexington Town Pool each Thursday for our weekly swimming lessons. I dreaded swimming lessons. The crowds at the pool were loud and big and soggy and always in a rush. I had anxiety about the water and anxiety about… Continue reading Good Golly Miss Molly