April 17

This is the way things are meant to be: cluttered, wild, free. Messy. There's an odd smell I can't place. Maybe that weird blooming thing that everyone in this state knows, but i can't remember the name.There's a roaring mower two houses down and a quieter roar to my left. Carpenter bees getting all they … Continue reading April 17


hey again. like i said, back on the writing game. and currently not feeling the capital letter. trigger warning/ death, sickness, grief i wanted to talk about grief. i lost my grandma a few months ago. october 25, i think. the grief first came 2 weeks prior when she got diagnosed with covid-19. i'll save … Continue reading grief


Here we are. The irony isn't lost on me that the only post I published in 2020 was called Silent. I won't lie. I enter this year weary. I have absolutely no reason to believe that just because the number changed, circumstance will too. I came here to delete this blog because I haven't felt … Continue reading 2021


I haven't written in a year. That's the most incredible sentence I think I could read right now. A year? An entire year. And now we're in 2020. The pandemic, the societal reckoning with systemic racism, climate change still going strong, exhaustion. I still don't feel like writing. I got a random amount of views … Continue reading Silent


I've spent the past hour going through old posts on this blog and WOW. I've deleted so many of them because I would never want those words published to the Internet and someone think it was truth. I've kept a few too because it's really nice to see growth and be able to watch someone's … Continue reading Growth