The Abortioneers

I love living in a bubble of things and places and people that make me happy and comfortable and supported. There is a reason I live in a l...

I was happy when my friend's son learned to talk. Not because he was able to communicate, "I am hungry and I would like to see my...

Sparky's had an unexpected travel-related contretemps these past couple of days, but that doesn't mean the pro-choice summer reading...

For a while, I was "pro-choice." It's the pretty, socially acceptable to say it. When I started working at the clinic, I be...

I'm sitting here in my apartment, looking out the window at the trees dancing in the spring breeze. My cat walked by and gently rubbed ...

There are so many deeply rooted assumptions about people who are pro-choice, about women who have abortions, and about people who work in re...

Are you a pro-choicer who kind of doesn't like the term "pro-abortion?" Seem a bit too extreme for you? Well, I'm not on...

One of the hardest parts about being an Abortioneer is what you hear -- working in the field, you hear some pretty awful stuff, anything inc...

The darling, soft and joyful baby kept rushing toward my open arms... Sunday afternoon.  You dawdled in civic square and I lamented this ec...