April 26

Two years ago today, April 26, 2018, I made a cup of tea, poured it into a mason jar, and was getting ready to go to bed. As I was leaving the kitchen, the bottom of the mason jar fell out and boiling water cascaded onto my leg. In shock, I ripped off my jeans… Continue reading April 26


21/11 I desperately want to be on display. And I’m desperately tired. It’s not that I think I’m not beautiful, but I want the world to see what different beauty can look like. It seems desperately important. To be beautiful and myself. To not want to be someone else. To want to better myself for… Continue reading 21/11