the bad place

When the world explodes into chaos, my instincts send me inward; so I've been quiet here for the last couple of weeks. As self-centered as I am, I don't believe in the power of a single voice in a din of pain and outrage, so when everyone shouts the obvious thing — that Black people … Continue reading the bad place

dance in the flames

I'm an addition-by-subtraction kinda girl. Blame it on my Moon in Scorpio or the ruthless minimalist in my head that believes the shortest route to peace of mind is through the obstacles blocking it, but I am far better at cutting out what I don't want than identifying what I do want. My imagination is … Continue reading dance in the flames