Archive - pergola

While holding the baby, she is.

A missive from the early months when he always wanted be in my arms, but never in a carrier.

Aug 11, 2024 •

July 2024

TW: death, postpartum anxiety

Jul 20, 2024 •

You heard what happened there?

Jul 5, 2024 •

June 2024

Hi! If you’re reading this, you’re a subscriber to pergola, the Substack newsletter I started in 2020.

Jun 27, 2024 •

January 2022

I’m pregnant now.

Jan 21, 2022 •

October 2021

I disappeared for a bit.

Oct 21, 2021 •

July 2021

Swimming For Your Life

There are times when terrible, cataclysmic things happen, and you grip the walls, demanding an answer on how the walls could look on and not intervene…

Jul 31, 2021 •

June 2021

Butterfly Ghosts

This is it. It’s the beginning. This is how it starts. And yet here you are in the middle of it, just stopped, holding your things: all the things you…

Jun 9, 2021 •

May 2021

I hate that sound, I said. About the train horn in the distance, at night. We used to hear that sound in Edmonton, my dad said. Lying in bed. At ten…

May 23, 2021 •

April 2021

When the pandemic first started, and we were asked to stay home, some people ran into the ring of the suffering Olympics and held up their tiny internet…

Apr 30, 2021 •

Apr 10, 2021 •

March 2021

I wrote this piece in October 2019: before the pandemic, before my mother died, and one year after my grandmother’s death.

Mar 10, 2021 •

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