A Reeling New Year’s Eve
So New Year’s Eve didn’t exactly go according to plan, and I finally feel like I can talk about it. When my feet touch the carpet that morning, I feel like it’s going to be a divine day. I have every...
View ArticleWhile the World Around Me Burns: Feeling Joy During a Global Pandemic
The house begins to rumble around 8:00 am, gently reciting its verses. The whoosh of a closing refrigerator. Rubber slippers sliding across the wooden floor. The fizz and snap of a first morning beer....
View Article28 Cakes: Granting Myself Freedom On My 29th Birthday
Every year I lean over an ice cream cake and use my breath to extinguish a tiny, bouncing flame. Bits of wax drip and roll into the whipped icing as my family claps and sings Stevie’s version of Happy...
View ArticleLike It’s 1999
I see my father’s handwriting and the memories strike like warm bourbon in my belly. I’m a victim of my own curiosity. After ordering my high school transcripts for NYIAD, I splurged the extra six...
View ArticleUntitled Document
Perhaps I shouldn’t have to have anything cohesive to say when I want to write. After all, my urge to write comes from the same primal pit as laughter and tears. They arrive at will, without warning,...
View ArticleIt’s Always August
I wonder if I was ever really a morning person or if I was just trying to spend as much time with the sun as possible… I have always honored the sun. I rise with it when I can, and every day since the...
View ArticleNatural Life
I spent the majority of this weekend fixated on the term “natural life.” It sounds so gentle, like you could place it on a pile of autumn leaves and it wouldn’t make a sound. But when it comes to...
View ArticleAnother Note to Self
You’ve been conflating “perfect for you” with “perfect,” and that is the problem. This applies to more than just him. This is about all the things you’ve been willing to receive in your life, and the...
View ArticleThe Stretch
I had the urge to burn this part of me down. The feeling was fleeting, but something in me wanted to erase the record of who I used to be. I came to my site with the thought of deactivating it....
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