Weights are heavy. That’s the point.
Today, I still stumble over Hebrew script and my voice falters when I pray on Shabbat. Yet, entering synagogue fills an emptiness in my stomach that ached as a child. I don’t know if it’s God that is moving through me, or if it is the strength of my great-grandfather, fighting for his life so I have the choice to pray today.
Artwork by Ben Henderson Through my collage, I am expanding upon notions of solitude and presence, yet also […]
It takes two babies to drive a racecar.
A mock-epic about Derry Girls.
I don’t believe in God anymore.
It was just another day in another week of school; that weird time of COVID-19 where every day felt the same.
“I just wanted to kill her…that’s why I stabbed her. But you stopped me before I could cut her up. For some reason, I felt this urge to dismantle her.”
I felt it next to me.
the first words doctor hannibal lecter say to will graham on nbc’s hannibal are “do you have trouble with taste?”
I’m sick of begging and I’m sick of trying.
Something scratches at the back of my throat,
I have compiled both hypothetical ideas and actual gifts given, both the meta- and the physical, from both friends and acquaintances.
It’s nice that you’re making time for us.”
Dear dove,
You brought me to words. I hope you are reading this.
Whether it be internally or externally, love grows forever.
consume me like a pomegranate bite and there is blood, but also fruit i eat you and you […]
A series of photographs embodying the simple yet irreplaceable sentiment and connection found in female friendships.