Maya Steinballoon huntingThe college boys did it last Saturday night, driving down 9G looking for something to do. Sure, it was a wedding they crashed, taking a…·1 min read·Sep 17, 2022----
Maya Steinhow to make your own weatherJim steps into the bakery kitchen, measures powdered sugar, butter, sets the mixer on high. Down the street, a busker is packing up his…·1 min read·Aug 17, 2022----
Maya Steinnotes from the observatory (part 2)Once, everything you needed fit into a purse the color of your grandmother’s caramels. Inside, a thin wallet with a single dollar bill and…·1 min read·Jul 16, 2022----
Maya Steinfirst linesSometimes, when my eyes fall to the kitchen table or the foot of the bed or the shelf above my desk, it feels like everything’s a few…·1 min read·Jun 23, 2022----
Maya Steinlittle worldsIn her kitchen, Gloria pours us each a cup of coffee, asks if I want anything in mine. Cream, sugar — the usual. I resist the urge to…·1 min read·May 26, 2022----
Maya Steinnaming the silencesThe pause at the edge of the water at sunrise, before the birds lift off. An open door when the rain stops, its loamy perfume in the air…·1 min read·Apr 14, 2022----
Maya Steinthe postman delivers grapefruitfrom Liz’s friend in Arizona. They’re the size of softballs from 8th grade gym class that year I kept missing on my swing, a little too…·1 min read·Apr 7, 2022----
Maya Steinlet gladness be a mantrayou draw to your shoulders as the dentist reaches for the drill. Let a small, giddy flush erupt at the sight of the long line for the…·1 min read·Mar 30, 2022----
Maya Steinbrawn / mulch / tryst / voiceIn the mornings, I pretend to find solutions for things beyond my control, twirling the alphabet like a roulette wheel until certain words…·1 min read·Mar 4, 2022----