The people who rioted in Baltimore are not thugs. It’s time to stop using that word. Really, it’s time to stop the name-calling all together. The images coming out of Baltimore are…
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“It’s about owning thirty, you know?” explained my friend. “We’re grown-ass women. Grown-ass, intelligent women. And we’re in the best shape of our lives. Our prime. And we’re free. And we can…
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“This is totally a hipster party, huh?” says a friend as we scan her Williamsburg rooftop for a decent fire-works-viewing vantage point. “I don’t know if I’ll fit in,” says another friend.…
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“So, we’re doing that now?” I said to a friend, pointing to a section of Hallmark cards at the post office labeled Troubled Relationships. “I guess so.” We began picking up the…
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A friend and I board the A train at midnight. I am in the middle of blabbering to him about what it’s like to grow up in a small town when a…
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This one was inspired by my brother’s old school journal. Super excited that it found a home at Pif Magazine! …
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“I’m so glad it’s spring, you know? Not sure how much more winter I could take. And seems like everyone around here has this pent up energy that they are finally able to…
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“Did I tell you what happened this week?” “What?” “I stumped a rabbi.” “What?” “I stumped a rabbi.” (Pause.) “You don’t seem that excited.” “I don’t understand what you’re saying to me.”…
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While I tend to describe The Alloway Files as satire, the truth is that I drew a lot of the story from my experiences teaching in Baltimore. I never described the “City”…
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“Man, I’m so sick of winter. I think I’m getting seasonally depressed.” “Yeah? Have you tried yoga?” “Yoga? Obviously. I’ve done almost the whole list this winter: Yoga, Ben and Jerry’s, snuggly…