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.”
Mental Mapping
We drove over seven hours to watch Adri and ninety-nine other middle schoolers answer questions about culture, economics, and rivers I couldn’t pronounce.
Multiverse Grief
If the multiverse was real, I think we’d be an immature society.
