I'm someone who thinks of my body as a very good friend of mine, and I really struggled with what is the right way to honor my body and honor myself.
YOUTH PORTFOLIO
chronic
the world is a
symphony & I only see birds,
ESSAY
Ashes Above Us
I want to know what became of the girl but my aunts don’t know anything more about her, not even her name.
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Thank You for Coming to My Fred Talk
Not that that’s the point of this talk. It is not. I’m getting to the point. The fact is, my point is complex and will take time to make. And I understand that you, my audience, may not be, shall we say, the pointiest of pointy heads.
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how to bleed a ghost
the problem with bodies is that they’re just too fragile. even something as bold as a ribcage can be crushed into tiny stars, bones magnified into gritty ash.
Sandwiches on the Moon
Last night I dreamt I went on a work trip to the moon.
An all-woman crew, we met at the launch pad at 9 AM, PB and J’s for lunch.
collecting words in attempt to keep them the same
to be a daughter and make her a wish or
to be a daughter and make her a weapon
The Dooley Boys
They had something in the eyes, my mama said, that made you wonder what they’d been up to their whole lives.
