moments…

moments…

these days find me in Michigan, suspended in time. Michigan has always been funny to me because, at least in the small, suburban town we lived in, change and growth happen but also they don't. So much of it lives frozen. Back in Idaho (my real home) growth plays out like explosions of development, extravagant [...]

flower…

flower…

Like so many of us, I've spent weeks swept up in the Rise and Fall of Mars Hill Podcast. It has been unexpectedly triggering, validating, freeing (sort of), and oddly explanatory of so many experiences and emotions that just didn't make sense. I was a little girl when I received my sexual education, though in [...]

Scissors…

Scissors…

There is this not enough theme ribboning throughout my story. Sometimes its satin curl weaves with the abrasive too much-jagged stretch of twine. Not enough daughter, yet whose presence was too much. Not thin enough, the world seeing this body as too full. Not pretty enough... Mom enough... Good enough... Smart enough–rough fraying edges intermittently [...]