Five Captains
When your dissertation committee shakes your hand and welcomes you into the ranks, you enter the job market with everything...
Inquiry versus Insult
Smoke billows from an Oldsmobile as it idles at the stop light. Rust populates the fender, the muffler is held...
My Tree of Insecurity
“I sat outside John’s office today for half an hour. He was inside talking on the phone and would not...
The Handshake
As soon as I sat down, I felt the weight of the week slipped off my shoulders. You know that...
Unbundle Your Socks
I lost something. I lost it a long time ago. Well, “lost” may not be the correct term. It’s more...
