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I’ve always loved my back. My strong back. My feminine back. My back of curving shapes and soft silhouettes, my olive-skinned and...

January: A Review

January. What a beautiful month for disasters. And disasters there have been. From a petulant adult child who sashays around the house...

Counting Numbers: A Frenemy Called Time

For so many years I didn't value time. An anointed symptom of youth for there was always going to be another tomorrow, another chance,...

A Pocket Mirror of Memories

Memories, what funny things they are. Instantly, as immediately as a flash of light, and as speedily as a smell that suddenly teleports...

Milky Balls By Candlelight

As it has become a tradition with me, I’m late speaking on celebrations passed, moments bygone, and life events already lived. That’s not...

MGPTK: An Acorn of Acronyms

I once read a quote by Roy T. Bennett which said, “Be mindful. Be grateful. Be positive. Be true. Be kind.” As a naturally mindful,...

Propped

Jenny Saville is one of my favorite artists – for obvious reasons. I was sixteen when I first discovered the contemporary British...

An Existence of Self

I woke up and rolled around in bed for a few minutes, stretching and untangling my limbs from the weight of bed covers, before reaching...

Out The Box

Pride Month is over and it’s time to return everything to the closet. Except ourselves. Put away the rainbow flags and roll-on glitter,...

Unsolved: The Crime of a High-tech Villain

Since 2014, I’ve had a stalker. Maybe. It might be longer than that, I really don’t know. In 2014, I was living the typical London...

Rainbow Sorbet with Politics on the Side

Pride Month – let’s talk about it. I have as much of a complicated relationship with Pride Month as I do with any discussions of...

Revenge is Lavender and Lemon Panna Cotta

What if. What if? What if revenge wasn’t what you thought it was? Would you be open to learning what it is? What if revenge, the sweetest...

Budget Health: An Adventurous Condition

Today my legs wouldn’t work. They shrugged, made a face, and simply refused to operate. Naturally, I stared at them most menacingly,...

Morality: The Virtue of Murdering Women

Sisters, we need to talk. Feet up, burn sage, drink something hydrating kind of talk. I’m going to start with three shocking statements....

For the Play

I love crowded rooms. I love sitting in the corners of bustling environments, seated on comfortable upholstery that’s wealthily...

The 4th Moment

Since 2020, I've found myself actively seeking smaller moments of pleasure. The kinds that aren't fueled by bright lights, loud noises,...

Ain’t I A Woman?

Since the beginning of time, women have graced the world with the possession of intellect, wisdom, creativity, revolution, and sacred...

Uterus, The American Enemy

I wrote an article about the Taliban’s effect on Afghanistan women over the summer. I wrote it predominately for a Western audience as a...

To Hair or Not to Hair

Today was an extraordinary day of self-recognition. It arrived out of nowhere, this awareness, and I’ve been wearing it all day like a...

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