“Losing my mind.” The words are scrawled in pink permanent marker in a girlish script with a sad face next… Read more Losing My Mind
“Losing my mind.” The words are scrawled in pink permanent marker in a girlish script with a sad face next… Read more Losing My Mind
If anyone was capable of doing it—causing such mayhem and destruction, that is—it was an American. No other nationality was… Read more The Man Who Fell to Vesuvio’s Earth
“You’re a consumer, whether you want to be or not. Whether you believe you are or not.” Rina releases these words like… Read more Born to Consume
I identify with the quail’s reluctance to fly. It takes on a more metaphorical meaning for me, but that’s the… Read more Like A Quail
Her entire life, Nova had asked for no favors. Nor had she expected any. She knew right out the gate… Read more Super Nova
America isn’t much to look at (not since the commercial developers got their hands on it), but what it lacks… Read more America Is A Hamburger
It wasn’t unusual for me to get looks from men, of course. I was no stranger to the wayward glance… Read more My Own Licorice Pizza
“Because why?” “Patriarchy.” “Huh?” Patriarchy!” He still doesn’t understand what I’m saying. And I’m not totally sure if it’s because… Read more Aborted Rights
“In the old days, men used to have power,” Father seethes as he laments having to ask Mother for permission… Read more The Patriarch(y)
It is said that an obsession never really goes away. It just gets replaced by something else. Jocelyn wasn’t “obsessed,”… Read more Replacing Alcohol With Sweet Treats