To You
Though you may never see these words, I still wanted to say them.
Singing Scribblers and the Power of Writing
Why not examine writing’s power through words that can be hummed as well as read?
I Like. Good. Smut and I Can Not Lie
What better way to learn about something so very intimate and human than through storytelling?
A Love Letter to my Galentines
I have written in countless birthday cards, “I don’t know where I would be without you.”
Slouching Towards Lent
In a life where fasting is underutilized, one forty-day stint is not going to make a big difference.
Lacking a Love Language
And yet my experience of love is deep and varied, though not in a way that amatonormativity and our limited language surrounding love recognizes.
The Punisher
Smashing a guitar on SNL is the most Phoebe Bridgers action possible.
Reckless
I am resigned to spending my entire allotment of time for recklessness trapped within the confines of a single city.
“That Place is to the West of Us Still”
Despite the islanders’ departure, the islands of St. Kilda are still there, still beautiful, still alive.
Why Am I Teaching Romeo & Juliet?
Yet the saddest part is that in their obsession with each other, Romeo and Juliet are constantly oblivious to the people around them who love them so incredibly much.
