Life
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“If you want to fly, you have to give up what weighs you down.” – Toni Morrison This fall, I’m learning that welcoming new things means letting a few old things go. I feel myself stepping into a chapter where I finally get to soar into the bright light of fulfillment and make things happen…
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I grew up a lover of what people find weird or macabre. Growing up in the woods had me catching toads and salamanders in the yard to entertain myself. My tiny third grade class lizards found their home in my room after school ended. (You’ll have to join our Patreon Coven for a funny story…
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As ideas batter on my brain’s door and the posts queue up, I notice my writing becoming increasingly personal. Words that vice-grip emotional bruises litter my screen and notebook with each writing session. Memories reel through my brain like a film roll on rewind with each key and pen stroke. My timeline stretches before me…
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For how much change is impending, the tide’s been quiet here this August. In between box stacks as tall as me and black trash bags, I’ve maintained peace and joy in the liminality. Here are a few things I’ve enjoyed this month. Enya (Vibes) on Workdays My day job is customer service, so finding peace…
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Seeing myself has become strange recently, and that strangeness keeps me from executing series ideas I was excited for. Ghosts swirl within my chest down to my stomach with each glance at myself — mirrors, cameras, recent selfies next to old ones. Since childhood, I’ve known the waltz between self-love and self-hatred, long strides alternating…
