Blue Bathroom This past January my parents told me and my brother that they would be selling 134 Steele Rd—our house—this spring. The news prompted sentimentality, tears, and a Google search: “katharine hepburn west hartford.” Under Images, I did not … Continue reading


“YOU HAVE EVERY RIGHT TO BE SAD,” the twelve-foot billboard along the left side of Route 93 shouted at me in tall neon letters as our car went roaring past. Of course, it didn’t say exactly that. It was probably … Continue reading

The End of Bradbury Road

Mémère and Pépère’s potato farm sits at the end of Bradbury road, three minutes outside of Fort Kent. My mother and her six siblings grew up on this farm with my grandparents, harvesting potatoes until the tips of their fingers were sore and stained with fertilizer.