I love art of all kinds. I love looking at, immersing myself in and creating art. I’ve never been great at drawing, but I love collage and embroidery…
I wake to the sounds of a stranger rummaging through the recycling bin outside of my apartment building again. Rolling over, wishing to go back to my…
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A few months back I received a particularly inspiring writing prompt from Suleika Jaouad’s Isolation Journals. The topic was the best gift that you’ve…
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Sometimes when I’ve been sick for a while and stuck in my tiny apartment for too long, and the lonely quiet and the stale air are too much, I open the…
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Chapter 2
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It's just a fucking table woman.
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The Hostess with the Mostess
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Give yourself credit for still being here, for still showing up in the world, every day, no matter what the world throws at you, you’re still here.
Part poetry, part art.
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A Tribute to the Coffee Table Book That Never Was
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Because she didn't know she was allowed to have a voice.
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Middle-aged Body Poesy
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