Published inFourth WaveSo, I’m on Hormone TherapyIt’s only been a little more than a week . . .Oct 22, 2024A response icon3Oct 22, 2024A response icon3
Last night I dreamed I was shot in the head. Twice.I’m choosing to see it as a good thing.Sep 4, 2024A response icon1Sep 4, 2024A response icon1
Published inFourth WaveCh-ch-ch-ch-changesFiguring out what I’m going to do with the rest of my life is no small taskSep 2, 2024A response icon1Sep 2, 2024A response icon1
A(nother) date from hellYou might say I have a lot of dating experience. That may not speak well of me, but whatever. That’s not the point of this post.Aug 15, 2024A response icon1Aug 15, 2024A response icon1
Why I gardenThe story of my concrete pad-turned gardenJul 17, 2024A response icon1Jul 17, 2024A response icon1
Published inHuman PartsThe apple doesn’t fall far from the treeI would deny vehemently I am anything like my mother, who chose slow suicide over life, who littered our lives with bouts of drunkenness; a…Jun 19, 2024Jun 19, 2024
Published inFourth WaveMulberry and OakI planted two trees todayMay 1, 2024A response icon1May 1, 2024A response icon1
On the love for teeming streetsI want a city that never sleepsApr 10, 2024A response icon2Apr 10, 2024A response icon2
My god the freedomof remembering you can write about anything, and everything. And must!Apr 8, 2024A response icon1Apr 8, 2024A response icon1
