The Geography of Connection

The Escalator Dance

I’m late even as the red line Metro speeds ahead during the morning rush hour.

May 17 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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Am I Becoming My Mother?

I am in a daydream: the sun shines even amidst the gray clouds hanging in the sky—I go out to ride my bike even if I am going to get wet.

May 3 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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April 2026

When there are no tears

My brother died in November.

Apr 23 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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Work Harder, Try Harder

Work Harder, Try Harder

Apr 19 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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Letting Go to Stay Alive

For years, I believed that staying in motion was how I kept myself safe.

Apr 12 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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March 2026

How did I move?

Belonging in my body

Mar 28 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

We Think Belonging Requires Sameness. It Doesn’t.

Scenes of Connection

Mar 6 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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February 2026

Across the Armrest

Scenes of Connection

Feb 22 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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The Crossing

Scenes of Connection

Feb 9 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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From Bags to Flags

On objects, crowds, and what lasts

Feb 8 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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January 2026

Lost in Barcelona

Barcelona was the third of ten stops on my fiftieth birthday trip.

Jan 25 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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The Taste of Choice

This essay is rooted in my lived experience as a woman, a mother, and a traveler who writes about autonomy, belonging, and everyday decision-making.

Jan 11 • Tracy Smith, Ph.D.

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