i know what i'd choose
some books are meant to be downed like a shot: lighter fluid that brings the room down blazing others are best sipped lest you read...
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Bits and Bobs
Words that come to me as they will.
life stage
waiting for abstract want to sharpen into focused desire. i feel my destiny coming for me like a gathering storm. on the other side of...
as if you are not the very definition of success
here i am in my thirtieth year sporting horse oil and salt-crusted eyes still choosing the wrong men eating myself sick hunting for...
closet optimist
“hope springs eternal” etc. confronted with questions about the men who sojourn in and out of my life i retreat instinctively behind an...
liminal
all too soon, we’ve returned to streets colonized by holiday masses. my blood slows to a sluggish crawl, desires muted even as my mind...
what it would look like to live without worry
just once, i would like for there to be no ifs or buts in my life. no rough edges to be sanded away. no dark clouds on the horizon. no...
genealogy
my people don’t shy away from the sun, tough questions or much of anything my people eat revolution for breakfast, having endured...
acquired taste
the truth is, i’m not for everyone. a statement less elitist than matter of fact. whether this is the product of a sharp mind or sharp...
on returning to london ten years later
when i lived here, i was a girl on edge. a coffee addict with a hopeless sweet tooth. drifting about in a cloud of anxiety. small....
lessons from the great pottery throwdown
there is a moment each episode when everyone’s glazed pots enter the kiln, perfectly finished or otherwise and the host declares with...
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