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Taking Credit

My therapist asked me to think about why I don’t give myself credit. Whether I post it on this blog or journal it out, she asked me to examine why I feel the need to bring myself down. What should I take credit for, though? I call myself a writer, yet the projects I’m workingContinue reading “Taking Credit”

Seclusion

Journal Entry, 8 May 2020, 10:44am I’ve never been satisfied with my life because I’ve never been good enough for others. T___ died; K___ ignored me; and P____ was never there, and since then, I’ve been afraid of committing because I’m afraid that they’ll suddenly disappear. So, I throw all attachments to the wind; IContinue reading “Seclusion”

The Monster Above Me

There’s a monster that lives above me. I know what you’re thinking. “There are no such things as monsters!” Well, that’s why I invited you over here. You’ll believe me; you just have to stay with me tonight. I know my place is messy and a bit cramped, but I wanted you to see thatContinue reading “The Monster Above Me”

It’s Okay to Go Outside

I love being outdoors. Ever since I was a kid growing up in the country, I was outside all the time, running laps around a cluster of pine trees or speeding down our dirt road on my bicycle. My childhood was filled with the smell of honeysuckle vines and thorny patches of wild blackberries. TexasContinue reading “It’s Okay to Go Outside”

Liftymandius: A modern ode to the dude at the gym that drops his weights

I met a builder in a musky gym Who said — “Two legs of mid-age muscle Stood at yon Mirrored Wall…none could surpass his strength. Hath travel’d through his years, fraterniz’d with educated fellows, Who were majored of finance, and cheery with jolly drink, The man boasts that his prowess hath never waned; The arms that curl,Continue reading “Liftymandius: A modern ode to the dude at the gym that drops his weights”

Tea: self-care in a cup.

There are many forms of self-care whether it be making art, soaking up a rainbow bath bomb, getting a pedicure, or binge-watching Nailed It! for the third time. But what about just making a cup of tea? Every culture has tea rituals. In China, tea is brewed at weddings. The bride serves the groom’s family,Continue reading “Tea: self-care in a cup.”

Trevor

(Content warning: this story contains descriptive body horror.) “Stop poking at it,” she said. “Do you want it to pop?” “Maybe it needs to,” I replied. She huffed. “Not in my car, please.” She rolled down her window for her cigarette smoke. I wrinkled my nose and let go of the hem of my tee.Continue reading “Trevor”


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