Emotional Laundry: the Truth Beneath the Grime

No one teaches us how to feel. Not the real way. We’re spit out into the world like emotional little androids—screaming, blinking, “Hello, world?”—and expected to function. Expected to swallow grief like vitamins and stack trauma like it’s laundry. And it is always laundry day. Emotions don’t go away. They wait. Like socks in theContinue reading “Emotional Laundry: the Truth Beneath the Grime”

Giving Life to my DREAMS

I have too much and too little to say. So much that it’s difficult to organize; so little, that I question its importance. How can so much become so little? It shrinks between my brain, my fingers and the page; weeding ideas isn’t a fluid motion; it is choppy, sloppy and sometimes, fruitless–as it hasContinue reading “Giving Life to my DREAMS”