The first two weeks of motherhood I said aloud, “I don’t want to be a mother anymore,” on a daily basis. With a chronic illness zapping my already sleep deprived body, I longed to write and make art. Almost two years into motherhood, I sacrifice my writing and visual art on a regular basis. It’s […]
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The Thing About Friendships
Is meaningful ones can be hard to come by, and they take work if they are to remain meaningful for any extended period of time. Me, I live in the boondocks. On a lake. There are eagles and beavers. Lots of trees. Deer. It’s beautiful here, but it’s also very rural and, for the most […]
An Internal Monologue: a confession
Me: Let’s talk about how it all started. Myself: How what started? And I: Ha! The pickpocketing. Me: Yes, can we talk through that? Myself: Yeah, that’s fine I guess. I don’t get how it’s all that fascinating, or worth its own essay, but we can. And I: It’s cause you were poor, just admit […]
I Have Some Thoughts About The Purge
These thoughts are overwhelmingly positive. I lurve The Purge, by which I mean the sequels to the original, deeply lackluster purge movie. Sorry, Cersei Lannister, but it ain’t your finest hour. Please enjoy this itemized list of things I unabashedly adore about The Purge: Anarchy and The Purge: Election Night. Firstly, I like broody, dark-haired men […]
We are All Immigrants
Fun Fact about Me: I have an ancestor who was a governor of the Jamestown colony, the first permanent British settlement in North America. That means I have ancestors that were here a decade before the Mayflower. But guess what? He was still an immigrant! Every year or so since the Great Recession, we seem […]
The Thing About Birthdays
It’s my birthday, but the clouds are offended again because of something I’ve said or thought. Their bellies are full of dark-sick, gauzy vomit, pushing away the sky which doesn’t remember I’m nine today. People are talking about the moon, how there are men on it for the first time, but people have told me […]
