South Africa

and then through China Town so O could buy some mushrooms for dinner

My mother texted back the salivating emoji and asked me to save her some.

Traveling Blues

When you're waiting for your nephew

E Soweto

Don't underestimate the Witching Hour

My Perfect Nose

Self-love is in fashion now, but it glosses over so many uncomfortable truths.

February is break-up season in Cape Town

I was so sad once in February I drove with the handbrake on for the whole day.

Notes on Snorkeling

I thought the word “snorkel” to myself, over and over, and undertook a very limited exploration of every opinion I’d ever had on the subject.

Like many of John Le Carré’s women, she has a creepy energy that I can only describe as “sex-mother.”

Many of the women in his books seem unable to decide whether they want to sleep with every man they see or be their actual biological mother.

The Pledge

Never tell Mom

The Fires that Make the News

Here Comes Mr. Clearsighted Humanitarian