On Books, and How I learned to Hate Myself
In elementary school, I was in a special program for gifted kids - a group of adorable little nerds who…Read more >>
Fear isn’t going anywhere. So move.
There is another mouse running around my house. It looks like it's an annual event in my neighborhood - as…Read more >>
Tell me Sweet Little Lies.
It's exciting to think about writing and talking to You every day. When I sit down to type (or stand…Read more >>
This Space is Reserved for Adult Perspective
When I was a kid, my mother and my older cousin got into a fight over a parking space at…Read more >>
Untitled, Because I Didn’t Want to Pick.
"Untitled, Because I Didn’t Want to Pick."“There are two types of ____”That’s what we sayTo make sense of a world…Read more >>
Say … What?
I'd like to share a poem I wrote this week. If you're not wearing a turtleneck and drinking a small,…Read more >>
Why do you think as you do?
They say that there are no stupid questions. They are wrong. Because there has never been a sentence that has…Read more >>
Living a Little, Learning a Lot.
I had the pleasure of attending a very small, very socially distanced surprise birthday party a few days ago. It…Read more >>
Panic! At my house, and it wasn’t cool at all.
Yesterday I had my first panic attack.It was a five-hour ordeal as crippling as everyone describes, and the fact that…Read more >>
