Feminism
I am tired of the word feminist. I’m tired of the world trying to tell me I have to be one…if I am really...
More than I can handle
My hands feel too weak. I know my arms can’t bear the weight this time. As the giant stand’s before me I simply cannot...
Against all hope
If you are a reader you’ve probably re-read books. If you’ve re-read books you’ve probably found that you see things the second time around...
Can you breathe?
The sky is still dark. The light barely peeks through the quickly moving clouds. The smell of coffee fills the room as I grab...
Let the pursuit begin
If you know me at all you know I love to write. Not merely for the sake of writing, but more so for the...
