What I No Longer Dread.

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Draw Me Beloved

an homage to Madeline Miller’s Circe Let me paint you a picture— An island, sea breezeCerulean, steeped tea Leagues away from Crete. My misguided sentiments, Power politics,The Sun, my father My power, great danger To greedy gods; their scheming Match’d me not—exiledFor eternity; Were there ever tearsFrom the one I poured into My dreams, whisper’d bliss?His heart flew amiss— I’ll prove her…

Draw Me Beloved

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December 2 rant - "On rage and dissociation."

This just came beating out of my chest... can anyone sympathize with this?

I don’t like how cynical this election cycle has made me. I barely recognize the lack of sympathy I have for those who are realizing the actual reality before us. I barely know who this woman is, the one shrugging the pitiful panic off my shoulders when I’ve always known, should know, that there are greater and darker forces working behind the scenes to keep everyone fighting each other and…

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On the brink of losing my binds.

Post-election lamentations, feeling trapped by loved ones not loving you the way you need.

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The Heat That Follows

This essay was written for my Fall 2024 Creative Writing class as my creative nonfiction piece. The first thread of this braided essay has b

Posted on October 8, 2024.