growing up

What is love? And Other Coffee-Fueled Musings

The light is gentle and warm and glowing, dripping; melted ice cream across the window pane. I am tantalized, infected, enamored.

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Sep 19, 20202 min read

Once there was a teen girl // Who bottled her grief in soda cans

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May 21, 20201 min read

How do we compact so many aspects of life into one body, into one human?

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May 21, 20202 min read

I’m stunted, a growing defect, a sprained brain that severs the translation from the words in my brain to the muscles of my mouth.

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May 21, 20203 min read