the woman we were to become
i notice my youth is slowly slipping away… Continue reading the woman we were to become
Category: reflections on culture, life and love
Grandma Louise
Visiting home. I just spent the two weeks staying with my grandma in Oceanside, NY. That’s on Long Island, and if you aren’t from the area, you probably don’t know it, but there is a certain accent that people from Looong Island have, sort of nasal, extra guttural stops. But I’m terrible at mimicking accents, … Continue reading Grandma Louise
how much weight can a pixel bear?
I had tried to translate all my desires
Into letters, into words, into pixels
Which carry a weight far too large for their size.
And then I sent them to you
Continue reading how much weight can a pixel bear?
I was on a quest
I was on a quest, and like any good quest there must be a number of different characters who make up your rag-tag band of fellow travelers. So in this particular moment, I found myself flying down a terribly bumpy highway with my two baby-sitters/minders. The driver was a very large and very beautiful black … Continue reading I was on a quest
Hello, my once-love
“you have meant so much to me”
(I tried to ignore the past tense) Continue reading Hello, my once-love
Quick quiz flowchart:
as women it is in our best interests to help men to be able to become the very best version of themselves, if only selfishly because we will benefit from it. Continue reading Quick quiz flowchart:
Slamming shut the door of freedom
I just spent 7 weeks bicycling 2000 miles with my friend, Alana, who is crossing the country doing interviews with refugees about their experience in living in America. Time and time again when we asked them about what they love about the US, they told us “the freedom.” It almost sounded like a political soundbite, … Continue reading Slamming shut the door of freedom
