Here’s what it’s like to be a woman: every month, one morning, you wake up and you feel different. Suddenly everything feels fragile and terrifying but also beautiful and profound. You’re regretful, you obsess over …
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a chicken is thawing
Many moons ago, middle school? I was a poet, or at least, I wrote many many poems. Then in college, I was NOT accepted to intermediate poetry writing (was that really the name of the …
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F**king lesbians
We’re visiting Morrison’s brother John and Wife jacy and their daughter Djuna in San Fransisco for Thanks. Strolling through the city streets this AM next to Jacy — who I consider to be not just …
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Roberta Appears
Circa once a year, my Grandma Roberta appears to me in dream or in thought, like she just enters my mind exactly when I need to remember her. For those just tuning in, Roberta was …
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Bitch-slapped by Hope
Why be a writer at all, or even have a blog at all, if I don’t keep trying to find a new way to articulate the same thing over and over, just keep finding and …
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EVERY BODY
This picture makes me so happy. Maybe I’m fetishizing but I keep looking at it for jolts of happy. EVERY BODY HAS A BODY / PLEASE BATHING SUIT COMPANY TAKE ALL OF THE MONEY I …
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Prof pics for married girls
I’m going to start a new app or website or sacred place or maybe just Jar for Happily taken women to share pictures of themselves that definitely would be in their dating profiles, were they …
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Baby’s first Colorist
Up until yesterday, the only colorist in my life had been Box of Féria from CVS in 1998 (she’s VERY hard to book, book NOW, or maybe just go to CVS?) but then a few …
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Lifestyle blog fail
One of these is me trying to get a carefree picture of myself jumping on the beach. THE OTHER IS A PICTURE OF A ROBOT PLACED ON EARTH TO MAKE HUMANS FEEL BAD ABOUT THEMSELVES …