souvenirsIf no one remembers my dad, did he even exist? When it’s too painful to memorialize those lost to suicide, future losses are tragically…Aug 12, 2022Aug 12, 2022
be longingWill I always long to belong? The fight to leave the margins and live on the page continues. Present. Tense.Mar 18, 20221Mar 18, 20221
care/ofMy journey through abandonment to living with abandon opens with a stack of sympathy cards.Mar 9, 2022Mar 9, 2022
Body ConsciousnessHow well-meaning people inadvertently propagate noxious beauty standards just because they want to say something nice.Feb 5, 2022Feb 5, 2022
The day I started to hate my body.I remember the first time I thought I might be fat. I was seven years old, playing tee ball. I always tried to be good at baseball, but I…Feb 3, 2022Feb 3, 2022
GastromancyFinding my voice and recovering my story, from down the rabbit hole. Welcome to my new writing project.Feb 2, 20221Feb 2, 20221
