Sarah Clemens: Essays

Essays

The Invalid

You were fourteen when the hand sunk between your shoulder blades.

I Will Never End Up Like Him

California seems like the perfect place for any dream, as long as you’ve never been. It’s a state that morphs into whatever you want it to be. My parents wanted to leave behind their former selves and start a family. They more or less succeeded.

The Moms, the Music, and Me

Four years ago, I was asked to assign a color to concerts.

How To Be A Writer

A good writer can take slivers of themselves and plant them in their backyard.