Love letters from dz

Small thoughts for an overwhelming moment

I don’t have any armchair QB’ing in me, thank goodness, but I wanted to share some very small things that have come up for me this weekend in the wake…

Jan 25

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August 2025

Between panic and despair

Awhile back, I was talking to Alice Bradley about the panic that had set in with some of our friends about the current state of affairs for people who…

Aug 28, 2025

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July 2025

Why populism is what we need today

With all the turmoil and fascism around every political corner, my coworkers with Jim Hightower and I decided that the debut issue of our new longform…

Jul 11, 2025

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April 2025

My mom is obsessed with her own death.

Wait, it’s not really her death she’s obsessed with. It’s more the funeral.

Apr 4, 2025

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March 2025

Wanna help on an ad-hoc volunteer project to help fight fascism?

I’m working with a group now who have teams of volunteers researching the effect that Trumpty Dumpty and The Pigheaded Prince’s corrupt and…

Mar 18, 2025

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January 2025

Beware, beware the liberals crying about “litmus tests”

Rant alert

Jan 30, 2025

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What is it like to be alive right now?

Around this time last year, literally, I was grappling with learning how to follow my creative impulses without getting caught up in both my own ego…

Jan 10, 2025

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August 2024

What (Almost) Everyone Gets Wrong About Rural Voters

I made a new cartoon to explain why rural folk are how we are

Aug 30, 2024

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June 2024

Electoral despair and something you can do

No, really.

Jun 14, 2024

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May 2024

Only the luckiest grrls get two mothers.

A couple weeks ago, I bought my plane ticket for my annual sojourn to see my family and homies over in Germany and Switzerland.

May 2, 2024

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April 2024

Mind-melting bureaucracy

I’ve spent the last couple weeks trying to set up comprehensive ads and tracking for one of my clients, and outside of the fact that my technological…

Apr 19, 2024

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February 2024

Welcome to Should-Free Saturdays

Five or six winters ago, I was having my usual mid-life identity crisis and trying to solve it by hiding under blankets.

Feb 3, 2024

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