My SIster Hates the Name

My sister hates the name Post Picket Fence.

She is disappointed that since she can’t “get it” neither will any women in Iowa. (I unfortunately said, “I don’t think I know any women in Iowa so I guess I don’t care.” It was, um, state-ist, I think, and completely beside the point.)

She wants so badly to support me.

When I explained (and felt badly having to do so) the myriad of meanings that “post” have been applied to – post-feminism, post-modernism, post-menopausal, post-partum – she came around to my Post. My life after the Picket Fence.

She said, So, what now?

What now, said I.