Rams horn

My anxiety is a ram, horns curled around its skull, ramming against my heart, my belly, my throat. When a horn hooks around a rib or in a mess of intestine, it gets stuck. My body parts have to say fare well. […]

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9 April 2020

It’s been five months since I’ve written anything, and finally it feels like the space is coming back. I don’t have to fill every waking moment with podcasts or videos, leaving no air for my thoughts. Like if I could suffocate them they’d go away, and I’d be okay. Like if I gave them any […]

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I don’t know how to be your daughter.

I don’t know how to be your daughter. I don’t know how to be you, but different, but better, but everything you couldn’t be because of everything you couldn’t have, when I don’t even know who you are, or who you’ve been, or what your story is. I don’t know it yet, and I hope I […]

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Twenty and flailing

How do I become the woman I want to be? Compassionate, kind, gentle, calm, happy. How do I find a job that makes the world a better place? I feel like I’m learning we never grow up. We get older, we have to become ‘adults’, but I think we mostly stay seventeen, just more confused, […]

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