Addressing the Ghosts on My Legs
I've always struggled with my skin. It feels like a battleground with visible wounds and scars and ghosts. My stress displayed through my...
I've always struggled with my skin. It feels like a battleground with visible wounds and scars and ghosts. My stress displayed through my...
"Winter in Baltimore opens up and empties like a new moon. It's quiet, and the city feels like it's missing entirely...But she comes back...
Perhaps my constant simultaneous apprehension and negligence can be attributed to a violation. Or violations. I wonder if there’s a place...
I've been struggling to find inspiration for a personal post as of late. And you could say this is a bother- that maybe there's nothing...
I’ve been watching a lot of home videos recently. My older brother’s been digitizing them (a project I once agreed to work on as an...
I think the most tragic thing about this place is the way its history is slowly suffocating from the layering of trash. Retro hotels...
I write so much about my mother and grandmother- these women who have shaped and continue to shape me. But what about my dad? I remember...
It's a little surreal driving to class as the chilly weather starts to creep in, while I to chew over the thought that I'm starting my...
I was choking on a strong mix of emotions. I'm still choking on a strong mix of emotions. I remember wheeling my grandmother into her...
I can’t necessarily explain how my first month of summer break has gone. I think my dad described it perfectly as “the beginning of the...
There's always been an assumption that when a woman cuts her hair, it means she's going through a bad break up or a big change. Aaaaand...
Why do we make the choices we do? I have to keep reminding myself I made the decision to come back to Maryland and finish my degree...
In a sea of important political statements, personal accounts of fear, and buzzfeed articles, I can understand if this post gets...
Body image has always been a controversial topic to discuss on and offline. Before I begin this post, I want to start by saying that no...
I'm starting to slowly come to grips. I used to imagine myself living a little Barbie doll life, straight long blonde hair, a perfect...