“Bye-bye Puppy Girl”
There were pandemic quarantines; were it up to her, they would have never ended.
My Failed Attempt to Understand Psychogeography (and Alan Moore’s ‘Jerusalem’)
It almost feels incompatibly bourgeois.
Spoilers: I Don’t Look for Them Anymore
I don’t think I let myself experience the magic of an unspoiled narrative.
I Am Mrs. Nesbitt
Looking for my first job, it felt like Indeed was saying to me, “YOU ARE A TOY.”
The International Fishmonger and Other Friends
The more I think about it, the more memories I recall.
I Am What I Eat
Every hobby has its own subculture, and eating is no different.
Ohio, and Other Forbidden Loves
Everywhere that has ever been called home by someone is beautiful.
Please Don’t Read This
Like Shrek and onions, there’s layers to how I feel.
An Open Letter to My Cat
You’ll never experience true disappointment of losing your Duolingo streak.
First Boyfriends and Flaming Lanterns
As soon as I drew my first heart, Drew said, “I’m gonna draw a Goomba.”
