Working from home alongside someone, and spending such extended periods of time in quarantine together creates a unique routine. I think we’ve all developed habits with our roomies (partners, friends, pets, etc.) that likely never would have existed if we weren’t stuck together for so long. There’s something beautiful in that to me. The wandering… Continue Reading →
Musings from this spring. Sage and peonies, Monday mornings are yours. The bakery doors locked, the Insta-mommies running errands and too busy to post. An alarm that finally doesn’t need setting. You trim flowers in the sink as their stems splay out across old cereal bowls and semi-rinsed recycling. The local news hums quietly in… Continue Reading →
“A woman is never more beautiful than when she’s traveling alone.” I try to imagine what I look like travelling solo—what I actually look like. I can usually be found on a street corner somewhere in the world, sweaty and lost, holding a book in one hand and a tote bag heavy with snacks in… Continue Reading →
In an effort to write more often, our professor assigned us to keep a journal of things we observe in our world. Based on Ross Gay’s Book of Delights (which I HIGHLY recommend), we chose a word to focus on through writing mini essays every day. Given that the semester started in a polar vortex,… Continue Reading →
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“But Sunday mornings are hers–record spinning on the console, the whole house dancing. She raises the shades, washed the rooms in light.”Natasha Trethewey
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