Shaking Me Out of My Skin

“How do you honor people in your pieces?” I asked two different poets these past few weeks. I’ve been struggling with this question as I think about writing and publishing more publicly. I always have ownership over my own stories, even when they include other people – family members, friends, and people who look suspiciously […]

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The Demon of Perfect

I am sitting under a brown blanket on brown bedsheets in my dorm room, the first time I have seen the place in over a month, and I am sick. If you take the ‘everything happens for a reason’ line of thinking, I suppose this could be signaling to me that it was a positive […]

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