I hear my grandmother whisper, “Is she really thinking about…?” And my mother answers, “I don’t know,” exasperated, “I try to stay out of stuff like that.” And I am in my room, poetry pressing against my eyelids because it’s easier this way, easier than seeing the rain clouds. Am I really thinking about…? My […]
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Because I Could Not Explain Grief In Symbols
Yesterday was three years ago, passing broken bodies of deer on the sides of every road. Their white bellies, slender, bent necks. I thought of her. Every black-eyed doe was the crack of her forehead on the steering wheel. Every dun-colored body was the bruises they say marked her face, kisses from impact. Passing their […]
A Degree of Honesty
Memoirs are my Mount Everest.
(Brief) New Year Update
What I’ve been up to, where I’m headed–an overview.
I Am My Own Legacy
A self-reflection on my first weeks at college.
A Proper Introduction
Who I am, what I do, and why this blog exists.