essays by shé

Tag: dog

  • Same Dog

    “You’re a strong woman!” yelled a pick-up driver stopped at the uphill intersection I was pedaling through, “I love it!” Laughter fueled my wheels. This made a nice change from another pick-up driver in another intersection who threatened to run me over as I was crossing (legally) on foot. I stopped in the middle and…

  • Essay #1: accent on E

    Today marks the 48th anniversary of my birth. To celebrate these years on the planet, I plan to post 48 personal essays here, one every Monday. Why? A few years ago, my best friend died. Again. The first time it happened, I was 4 and he was my brother John. The second time, I was…