My momma calls it “the fog.” The dense veil that new love binds on the figurative eyes of anyone lucky enough to be caught in its spell....

I probably couldn’t tell you why, I just knew that I liked you. It was something about how you could send me spinning like a cat being...

I still remember when I learned that I shared more DNA with my siblings than I did with my parents. I don’t know why, but it blew my...