Adora's Blog

Image is "Two men contemplating the moon," Caspar David Friedrich. Public domain. Both names changed. Thanks to Agnes Enkhtamir fo...

Lately my Twitter feed seems divided between two camps: those who wish President Trump well in his fight against COVID-19 and those who are ...

I watched  Cuties tonight. For those of you who don't fill the yawning chasm of pandemic time by doomscrolling on Twitter, Cuties is a m...

I wrote this in response to the Day 32 prompt, "Dear Neighbor," from Suleika Jaouad's " Isolation Journals " project...

After, we sing "Happy Birthday" like a dirge. I hear it in my head with Dr. Bronner's castile soap frothing up between my fin...

The provincial joy of a sunset sky, Berkeley, CA I read an article about acknowledgements in academic papers. Through the lens of th...

I thought about him on the subway. The things he liked--that bright yellow book he left on our kitchen table, Watchmen , that I read and ha...

The news of the "heartbeat" abortion bill in Georgia filled me with a peculiar sense of rage. Peculiar because it felt more ...

I capped off 2018 with a spontaneous solo trip to French Polynesia (which you may know as "Tahiti" or "the islands of Tahiti...

My friend J., a scion of that kind of enlightened Berkeley family with beautiful décor in the living room and magic mushrooms in the ...

Omnibus; Anders Zorn 1892 The other night coming home on BART I reflected that I did not want to write, or read, or do much of anythin...