Category Archives: Non-Fiction

Recovery of Self

I don’t want to talk about the things I have spent the last 5-6 years talking about. It is an odd thing to change so fundamentally, to truly crawl out of dead dry skin as a pulsing, moist creature. What … Continue reading

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kingdom of faith

In the task of falling asleep I find my mind filled with budding thoughts and discourses, and of course in the early rising to write, my consciousness has been razed by fatigue. Not entirely true. I could write about this … Continue reading

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I have risen extremely early, and am pleased with this, despite a mild headache and facing the reality of my very thin, cold pajama bottoms. I have an odd desire to cook. It’s 4:44 am. It’s not so much odd … Continue reading

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Notes to myself

Don’t stay up late eating chocolate and working on projects. Go to bed. Do it in the morning.

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thoughts

Back at it. I miss you people, strangers of the internet, readers of my most private thoughts and feelings. Ha! But that’s always the way it goes, I’ve never been very open. Blogging has been a part of most of … Continue reading

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Entirety

Has it been so long? How do I always forget the magic of this modern format, the ability to send my soul through sparks and wires (are there even sparks involved? I know nothing of this age) for your perusal. … Continue reading

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time

Each passing hour breaks my heart. I have developed such anxiety around time, over the years, every shift in my day, the time to leave for work or school, the time to get ready for bed, makes my chest tight … Continue reading

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