poetry: sunday

Lines scribbled on a Sunday and reformed into Monday's poem for class. The Sunday sunlight in my living room is TOO GOOD in the morning. sunday bring your to-go cups and farmers market flowers. the cold wine from the sink. give remembrance to your 2am songs, your light beer cheers and the brewery dog named... Continue Reading →

New Year, More Writing!

It's been a while. I haven't felt like anything I have to say has crystallized and I've been so busy in the "growing" phase of life that I felt like I couldn't speak to it yet. Everything was moving so fast that at many times this fall, I was simply doing my best to hold... Continue Reading →

No.

I was scrolling through Pinterest again--somehow this often sparks me to write mental health pieces. But I saw this quote and thought, "Are you supposed to do all of these things in one day? The same day?" I've put an ungodly amount of work and therapy into learning how to cope with, recognize, and offset... Continue Reading →

Find Me On The Internet

Photo by freddie marriage on Unsplash Want to see my writing outside of Emma In Print? Wit and Delight: Writers Weigh in on Their Messy Routines Popsugar: “How I Keep Stress From Taking a Physical Toll.” The Bleu: “Just Ask: Getting What You Want.” The Bleu: “Everything You Should Be Watching This Fall.”

4am//4pm

4pm// The pending. Reach for coffee (“but it’s just a little one”). Sly and percolated, the idea of a nap. The nannies are tired. They wish their kids were too. 2am for the cardiologist beneath blackout curtains, forehead stamped with ownership from the face shield. Gently polishing wine glasses behind the bar with music blasting... Continue Reading →

The Cetaphil Commitment

Photo by ian dooley on Unsplash My take on the ManRepeller Writer’s Club Challenge The prompt: We want to hear about what you think is the most worthy/underrated/surprisingly useful commitment: the little thing you do that makes the biggest difference in your life. [February 8, 2020] I remember standing in the garage of my childhood home... Continue Reading →

Quarantine Notebook

Photo by Kenny karlys on Unsplash A window into these past few months. Written mostly in the spring. My personal holding pattern looks like waking up seven minutes before work, afternoon naps on the couch, wandering around Trader Joe’s with no plan, and drinking a beer in the shower while listening to “clubby” music. It’s one... Continue Reading →

Unlocking Your Inner Child

Photo courtesy of Pauline Loroy (@paulinel) on Unsplash “So when you realise you’ve gone a few weeks and haven’t felt that awful struggle of your childish self — you’ll know you’ve gone some weeks without meeting a new challenge, and without growing, and that you’ve gone some weeks towards losing touch with yourself.” –Ted Hughes in a letter... Continue Reading →

City Guide: Minneapolis

Photo by Weston MacKinnon on Unsplash Ah, the Land of 10,000 Lakes. Minnesota is often overlooked as an ice-desert nestled in the flyover states. And that’s fine — us locals like it that way. As our beloved Prince once said, “I like the cold weather — it keeps the bad people away.” The Minneapolis and St. Paul area is small... Continue Reading →

Coffee Table Dinner Parties

Photo courtesy of Marcus Nilsson | @pissinginthepunchbowl on Instagram We hurt and we burn and we bloom, and also wonder off to the side why they seem to have it more figured out than us. We sit on pillows and cross our legs on the hand-me-down rug around the coffee table. Drinking organic white wine... Continue Reading →

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