Do you think I look up to you perched on your high horse saying it's my choice to love more than one and that choice is wrong? Do you think it's okay to shout, "You're not gay! Stop sinning, start winning my praise!" as if your praise is what I spend my days longing for?... Continue Reading →
Does it make you uncomfortable to digest this defective conception that we, with two flowers, stems, and one humble home for some potential someones ~flower children~ must collect the soft pillow they’d have laid their little heads on in a soppy, sloppy bandage, or else cork the very rite of passage they didn’t go through,... Continue Reading →
For some time now I’ve wanted to start a serious blog, one where I would freely discuss the issues that matter to me (intersectional feminist issues: mental health/illness, racism, sexism, ableism, etc.), but also where I can allow my creative work to be accessible to others. As a writer, putting your work out in the... Continue Reading →
