Women’s Work

I gave birth to my children in China and India. My husband and I were foreign correspondents, and so our sons were born into expatriation—Americans growing up in Asian megacities on the cusp of the Asian century. It wasn’t my goal to have children overseas; it just happened that way. I got pregnant when I …

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The “I Do” of Addiction

People might mean well, but, benign or not, when somebody asks, how’s your mama doing, my impulse is noneya. As in none of your business, which often construes to “she’s fine” or “doing well” or “good,” depending on who asked. But, to keep it 100, I ain’t sure. Let Mom tell it, she’s a single …

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What “Peanuts” Taught Me About Queer Identity

We were watching a play about infidelity. It was 1984, and my girlfriend and I had been living together for a couple of years. We had descended the sixty-odd blocks to see Tom Stoppard’s “The Real Thing,” at the Plymouth Theatre. “He loves me,” Glenn Close said onstage. “He wants to punish me with his …

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