Di-Leverage-emma
It’s a profoundly Obama-era show.
A Love Letter to Letraset
I swear I see the letters breathe.
My Bloody Self-Care Routine
The longer I’m a blood donation regular, the more I appreciate the ritual of it.
Confession of a Slighted Author
I saw all that blank space the first time and went, “Where the hell are the rest of my words?”
Lebanese Dad Jokes
“Baba, you can’t be doing that.”
So This Is It…
Planning for the future has never been a strength of mine, nor has imagining a future for myself.
‘We Were Liars’: A Review
It engages with a central human issue—invisibility and erasure—on personal, familial, and systemic levels.
Worst Instincts
I feel the in-person lived reality of the bystander effect, to which I’ve always told myself I would be the exception.
A Feta-Up Girl’s Guide to Goud(a) Vegan Dairy
Did I do research for this? No. That sounds expensive.
My Last Post
My grandma ended every voicemail with “thank you, bye now.”
