I’m pressed for time and I’m not full of longing like those poets I love who write loss is desire and vice versa. I need to peel the potatoes and carrots and that’s not sexy today.

In India, many hospitals do not allow partners in the room during childbirth, the rule hinging on a mix of shame around the female body

“What?” I stammered, my head foggy from the Nyquil I’d taken a few hours before. The three kids and I had gotten in late, after a hectic week of skiing and the long drive from Colorado to Dallas. Somewhere around Denver,

Her boyfriend, driving the jeep, escaped. V. F Babkov, in his book on road construction and traffic safety does not fail to mention that country roads, in particular–if my memory serves me correctly– when lined with especially tall, thick trees could distract motorists’ horizon, so to speak, lulling them to...