Maybe you are familiar with the term “basic” which is derived from “basic bitch” which refers to women who are, um, basic? Look, I really am not the expert on this but I think it’s like, mani-pedi, Madewell jeans, what did I miss on the bachelor, like my hair? gee thanks, just bought it, I’ll […]
Author: anne
I ride words and I write bikes. I mean...
Follow me home
Last night I felt like someone was following me home. I know this sounds alarming but actually I was not at all alarmed at the time (I am only slightly alarmed at myself now as I write this). Bear with me as I explain: If you ride your bike in New York City you know […]
Fresh cut
The other day a woman in a coffee shop told me that she liked my hair. I smiled at her but I also smiled to myself because earlier that day I’d been cursing my hair. It’s been falling out, you see, and I’ve been down about it. But–the fact that my hair is falling out […]
Lost: part 3
Students confuse teachers, patients confuse psychiatrists, lovers with confused hearts confuse lovers with clear hearts. – Tom Robbins On Sunday morning sometime in the 7 o’clock hour I sit on a bench reading a book and waiting for a bus. I often wait at this bus stop early in the morning and although I don’t […]
Climate change: the circular argument
Friday was the worldwide youth climate strike. I didn’t go. I went to work which was fixing bikes that are used for free programs that teach kids and adults how to ride. I told myself: my work really does help offset climate change. So it’s better for me to go to work than to the […]
More astonished
A few weeks ago I was alone, pushing my bike up a very, very steep gravel hill somewhere in southern Vermont on a lovely Wednesday afternoon. Sounds nice, yes, but I was not having a good time. I’ve been sad. (Sad?) Depressed. On and off for a while. Months? It’s not a big deal. It’s […]
Troubled
Let him who seeks continue seeking until he finds. When he finds, he will become troubled. When he becomes troubled, he will be astonished.-The Gospel of Thomas When I showed up for work on Friday afternoon my co-instructor, Caroline, asked me how I was and I said, it’s been a rough week. And she asked […]
