December 16th, 2025 I may have mentioned this once or twice before but I am a very anxious person. I am a tragically empathetic sponge (which my drinking used to magically squeeze) and a standard-issue artist; I feel too much and when the world feels like too much my brain crosses streets like a squirrel.Continue reading “Cat Mom”
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The Rules
September 10th, 2025 I don’t write about my dad as much as I do my mom; it’s not that he isn’t as important to me, but that he’s still here. Often, when I’m writing about her, I find it’s my attempt to lose as little of her as I can, like collecting stardust into aContinue reading “The Rules”
Darkroom
May 31st, 2025 I’ve been wondering why life has felt so chaotic and fast lately and then realized I wasn’t writing much of it down. Not here. I haven’t been processing correctly. Instead of developing my memories and experiences in a quiet darkroom, investigating their details and exploring their mysteries as they slowly materialize, I’veContinue reading “Darkroom”
Mother Hand
March 31st, 2025 Earlier this year, I entered my first college writing contest as myself (after many years of writing college papers for other students anonymously). The results came in last night: my personal essay won first place! For my efforts, I receive a monetary prize, my work will be published by DCTC, I getContinue reading “Mother Hand”
Four Years / Natural
October 16th, 2024 If you feel a little lonely, you’re not alone in that, and it’s natural to feel. My mom made sure I knew that. She’s been gone four years today. My dad got married last weekend. It was a beautiful day. I was the minister of their wedding. I got a lot ofContinue reading “Four Years / Natural”
telescope
September 16th, 2024 Some days you look into a telescope and all you can see is the immense, infinite universe, nebula swirling like frosting and stars sparkling like sprinkles; other days all you can focus on is a black hole, consuming its corner of the cosmos. There are typical anniversaries when it comes to lossContinue reading “telescope”
Summer ’95
June 10th, 2024 I heard Seal’s “Kiss From A Rose” this morning while running errands and I was taken straight back to the summer of 1995. As I considered my own power, my pleasure, my pain, I daydreamt about what I would be doing then. I had just turned ten years old. I would probablyContinue reading “Summer ’95”
May
May 16th, 2024 May used to be my favorite month, and now it’s the hardest. It’s not fair, which is perfect because my dad spent my childhood preparing and then reminding me that life would never be. I was born on the first of May, she was born on the last, and her day —Continue reading “May”
3
October 16th, 2023 Three years ago today, my mom decided to go on a forever trip. Due to her terribly dark sense of humor, she didn’t send a text to let me know, or even say good bye. The good news, though, is that after going through these thousand days or so, I don’t evenContinue reading “3”
61
May 31st, 2023 The older I get, the less I try to use the word “hate,” but today is the worst day of the year, and I hate it. It’s my mom’s birthday, which is worse than her death day, because that day was something that happened and is done, while her birthday is aboutContinue reading “61”
The Den 