education and me.

the day my mother told me that i would be starting school is one of my most pleasant childhood memories. she presented me with the uniform pictured above and a swan lake backpack. i grabbed them both and screamed, happily dancing around our living room in a way that only four year olds can. it […]

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where the lines overlap.

this picture was taken almost exactly a month ago, on may 27th. i’ve had this blog saved in my drafts for a while now. because i know, i know. i’ve been gone for at least a month. i can explain.

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lost teeth.

“your bruxism is worse.” “my what?”

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impermanence.

i’ve forgotten what a bad bout of anxiety feels like.

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whatever happened?

the internet is a place of permanence, a place where mistakes cannot be erased. and i am not used to that. i have spent my life scribbling on paper, scratching out and rewriting until the phrases sing to me like sheet music. i like the urgency of my scrawl, the delicate dotting of i’s and […]

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puzzle pieces.

you slide your hand under my shirt and your fingers lightly play with my belly button. i’m ticklish and i giggle, you smile and press your lips into my neck. you have this fascination with my belly button, the way it’s this little cavern in the softness of my tummy. when i ask you why, […]

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fast car.

when i think about summers with you, i remember my bare feet propped up on the dashboard. i used to wiggle my toes against the sun warmed glass, leaving smudgy prints everywhere. i’d sink into the worn leather passenger seat and steal glances at you. you’d always chastise me, telling me feet belonged on the […]

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on writing.

i haven’t been writing lately and when asked why, my manner of answering is mainly in avoidance. i mean this in many ways, as i actively avoid the question but also, that avoidance is my answer. i am simply avoiding writing. this is the first time in weeks that i’m using words to express something […]

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i tie no weights to my ankles.

“There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.”
― Shannon L. Alder

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