No More Dead Fantasy Moms
The prejudices of this world are irrationally essential to your make-believe one.
Living in Liminal Space
In between is an uncomfortable space that is more often “neither/nor” than “both/and.”
Before and After, Pre and Post
How do you narrate to yourself how you have changed?
Voices of Anxiety
I’ve been discovering different versions of myself lately as the medicine, or lack thereof, messes with my head.
A Love Letter to the Grand Rapids Swing Society
I laugh with them over Codenames and Fluxx, then ask if I can join them for swing dancing the next week.
Personal Geography
Fictional characters aren’t the only ones who can’t be described without their settings.
Stickers in a Boomer Neighborhood
I begin to think about the time it takes for a tree to grow in a courtyard.
Hallowed Bluegrass Hall
On every guitar case and appliance in sight were collections of stickers from anything and everywhere.
Do Not Despise the Day of Small Things
Convulsions—shocking, kill-stand-rattling convulsions—are normal.
Sluggard
For a moment, silence. Then, I was overtaken by ants.
