The year God carried me across the world
This year would be a big one, they said. 25 Besides being able to rent a car without the extra fee, I was pretty sure this year would be like […]
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I’m Desperate
Friends, I’m desperate. I’m desperate because I hear news of hatred and violence and death and I take it personally, because I’m human and I feel the pain and suffering […]
Leaning into my Wings
There are some days when I just want to ask my mom what I should do. Because the way I remember her is a vivacious spirit who took the chains […]
My homecoming
Sometimes, I daydream about homecomings. What it would be like to go back to a place still damp with the sweetness of childhood and know that you are Safe because […]
Strong Girl: Hannah
Meet Hannah. Hannah Concannon. We were the girls who constantly looked for ways to push harder. The girls of the mountain who chose to spend their winter weekends on icy […]
Red-Belt Wrapped
She was cinched around my waist, red elastic hugging ribs and abdomen and the part of my gut where I tend to feel all my feelings, and her. I didn’t think […]
Boxes
Hello. My name is Taylor Smith. I’m 25 years old and I have a lot of boxes. Boxes can be nice – they tend to stack well. They can be […]
