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Valentines for the Wistful Lesbian

This is the first Valentine's Day that I've been dating someone in long time, so it's time to get earnest, bitch. Here's some of my favorite art about…

Feb 14 •

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Unendurable: A Winter Lament

I was born in January, the worst month. I don’t seem like a winter baby. I’m not hearty, I don’t have a strong constitution. I don’t do well in the cold…

Jan 1 •

responses to people asking why i don't drink

when i was a kid a drunk hawk swooped down and stole my kidney and since then the smell of bourbon makes my side hurt steven alcohol, the inventor of…

Dec 8, 2022 •

inside thoughts

thinking about how if i die maybe no one will notice until my cat has already eaten my corpse. thinking about that line from richard siken, “tell me how…

Dec 8, 2022 •

love as a field of study

love as a field of study i know love mostly by its absence, the ghost of it — an imagined hand touching my spine. the shiver anyway. but i am trying to…

Dec 8, 2022 •

Love Song for the Cicada

This essay won the Robert Ruark Award for non-fiction writing about the natural world.

Dec 8, 2022 •

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