I have developed a funny habit of picking up broken things. It started with myself. Perhaps I try to do for others what no one else did for me. I … Continue reading A eulogy for Astro.
I have developed a funny habit of picking up broken things. It started with myself. Perhaps I try to do for others what no one else did for me. I … Continue reading A eulogy for Astro.
I’m trying to figure out how to conduct an exorcism. Can a person perform one on themselves? “Asking for a friend,” as they say. Suffering sexual abuse is arguably the … Continue reading Exorcism. (TW: sexual abuse)
I am a load-bearing wall; You are a loaded gun. I hold steadfast through it all; You only ever hit and run. The exterior is crumbling, The floors are buckling, … Continue reading Load-Bearing Wall.
For many centuries, there was a historical capital punishment called pressing or crushing, where the accused person would be lain flat and heavy stones or irons would be placed upon … Continue reading Bearing the weight.
Recently as I was marveling at the ability of my hands to open and close (a feat that can be painful for me sometimes), it occurred to me that I … Continue reading The purpose of the fruit fly.
“I think there’s somethingYou should knowI think it’s time I stopped the showThere’s something deep inside of meThere’s someone I forgot to be…” I saw one of those fancy shmancy … Continue reading Loneliness and freedom.
Embrace the sad. That’s what my therapist told me today. Embrace the sad. I’m sorry to say that, even after over seven years of therapy and an incredible amount of … Continue reading Embrace.
There are apparently two kinds of people: those who plan out their meals or menus well ahead of time, and those who figure out what they will eat when they … Continue reading Control.
The Christmas holiday is a holiday of wonder… I wonder what my old, ailing, and estranged mother’s Christmas looks like now. I wonder if she has a tree at the … Continue reading A holiday of wonder.
I think I’m going to blame the Bible for my feelings today; I’m pretty sure that’s what triggered it. No, not the *actual* Bible, before anyone tries to clutch their … Continue reading Minuellas.