Let Your Parents Tell You Their Stories
Because what are memories if not drafts of the stories we’ll one day share with others?
FAQ: My Master’s Program Part I
& to me, those are my favorite moments because they taught me that even in the midst of all this underlying fear and palpable stress, that we could still find the energy to laugh and have a good time. Those moments really convinced me that no matter what happens, it’ll all be okay.
My First Poem of 2020
I wrote a love poem once
Sea of Silence (Look, it’s a working title ok?)
Tonight I laid beneath a galaxy of emotion Striking, and paralyzing, and somber and I wondered
My Struggles with Writing
Another month has passed in the year 2019 and with it came my usual bimonthly identity crises. Unlike my paychecks though, their due dates are grossly inconsistent and always unwelcome. Part of me is really hoping that we only get a limited amount of “episodes” so that by the time I turn 30, I will…
(wo)menstruation: Trying a Menstrual Cup for the First Time
In an effort to be more cost efficient and environmentally conscious, I purchased a menstrual cup (MC) back in October. It had arrived at the perfect time as my period started the day after it came in the mail and, as any millennial would do, I documented my experience on my Instagram (which has been…
To All My Dramatic Dreamers (Myself Included)
This made me think of Bukowski’s famous words which read: “Find what you love and let it kill you.” I had been consumed by this line when I first came across it. I remember reading it, letting it sink in and thinking they were the most profound words ever arranged in a 9 syllable sentence.…