When I was 22, a fresh college graduate, I got a job at a bookstore in Harvard Square. I was so excited to have a job that wasn't babysitting or washing dishes in the Tufts dining halls. And at a bookstore! The place where books live! What a
You Do Not Have to Quit Facebook After Mary Oliver and Rainer Maria Rilke You do not have to quit Facebook. You do not have to turn off your computer and cell phone two hours before bed. You do not have to fast from social media for a month, read
Peace to those who have always depended on the kindness of strangers because family has not been kind Peace to the dependable strangers Peace to those who find family in each pair of eyes they see Peace to those who leave the porch light on for the late night travelers
These fragile bodies of touch and taste This vibrant skin, this hair like lace ~Lovers in a Dangerous Time, Bruce Cockburn The Lovers Seize the Means of Production Jessica Kantrowitz First, there were riots in the streets. Some say they began with an agenda But such well-thought-out plans
Hi friends, Today I want to tell you about a good friend of mine, rose june. They are a scholar, a poet, a musician, and a fierce advocate of the belief that, as they put it, "Survival mode is not our inheritance." I have a coffee mug from
For a friend reading her mother's journal after her death What I mean when I say I feel abandoned is that I am afraid of being alone. What I mean when I say you did not love me well is that I don't know how to
1) How to brush away the suggestions that I write this very list in AI – the Gemini prompts, Claude’s plausible offers. 2) What my favorite color is, and why, when my family went mini-golfing, my mom always chose the blue ball, dad green, little brother yellow, but I
You did what you were told to do. You built a platform, built community. You got pretty good at it, learned that your writing flowed from the same vulnerability and willingness to claim attention for yourself that genuine posting on the socials did. You got a book deal with your
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill, April Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers. ~Edna St. Vincent Millay Depression feels like the same day over and over lying down in the dark, waking in the dark Everything grey like mid-winter like piles of dirty snow
"You didn't make good choices. You had good choices." ~Little Fires Everywhere Note: This is not a pro-GLP-1 or pro-weightloss account. I share my own experiences in order to provide one perspective, knowing that your experience, needs, and body are different from mine.
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Thank God not a housing move this time